Ace Attorney

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Ace Attorney (also known as Phoenix Wright and Apollo Justice, and known in Japan as Gyakuten Saiban) is a series of adventure/visual novel games in which players assume the role of new defense attorneys: Phoenix Wright in the first three and Apollo Justice in the fourth.


Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney

The First Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

  • (referring to his friend Larry) Our school had a saying: "When something smells, it's usually the Butz." In the 23 years I've known him, it's usually been true.
  • The autopsy notes the time of death at sometime after 4PM. There was nobody to... er... no "body" to find at 1:00 PM!
  • Proof enough for you, Mr. Sahwit? Or should I say... Mr. Did It!

Mia Fey

  • Lies always beget more lies! See through one, and their whole story falls apart!
  • This is no laughing matter! You did pass the bar didn't you?
  • I think I feel a migraine coming on...
  • Try thinking out of the box! Don't waste time doubting the facts. Assume the clock was three hours slow and... Think through it! Ask yourself, "Why was the clock three hours slow"? Figure out the reason, and you'll have your proof!
  • Wright? I hope you see the importance of evidence now. Also, hopefully you realize, things change depending on how you look at them. People, too. We never really know if our clients are guilty or innocent. All we can do is believe in them. And in order to believe in them, you have to believe in yourself.


Butz: I wasn't dumped! She just wasn't taking my phone calls. Or seeing me... Ever.

Judge: If you wish to hang yourself, Mr. Wright, you're welcome to, but not inside my courtroom.

Judge: Please, Mr. Wright... Is "Huh" the best response you can muster up?


Butz: We were great together! We were Romeo and Juliet, Cleopatra and Mark Anthony!
Phoenix: (Um... didn't they all die?)

Judge: Ahem. Mr Wright? This is your first trial, is it not?
Phoenix: Y-Yes, Your Honor. I'm, um, a little nervous.
Judge: Your conduct during this trial will determine the fate of your client. Murder is a serious charge. For your client's sake, I hope you can control your nerves.
Phoenix: Thank... thank you, Your Honor.
Judge: Mr Wright, given the circumstances... I think we should have a test to ascertain your readiness.
Phoenix: Yes, Your Honor. (Gulp... Hands shaking... Eyesight... fading...)

Phoenix: The defendant... well that's me, right?
Mia: W-Wright! Have you lost your mind?! Focus! The defendant is the person on trial! You're his lawyer!
Phoenix: Oh... Oh right! Ehehehe...
Mia: This is no laughing matter. You did pass the bar didn't you?
Judge: Sorry, I couldn't hear your answer. I'll ask you again.

Phoenix: Oh, right! Wasn't she, um, poisoned by, er... poison?
Judge: You're asking me!?

Payne: You went to the victim's apartment on the day of the murder, did you not?
Butz: Gulp!
Payne: Well, did you, or did you not?
Butz: Heh? Heh heh. Well, maybe I did, and maybe I didn't!
Phoenix: (Uh-oh. He went.)

Sahwit: Ngh... grrrah!
(...) Sahwit's wig is thrown at Phoenix's face
Sahwit: Gwaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Shutupshutupshutup! I hate you!

Butz: Don't worry 'bout me! I'll be dead and gone soon!
Phoenix: Good! Wait, no! I mean... Bad! Bad bad bad!

Turnabout Sisters

Phoenix Wright

  • Why did I become a lawyer in the first place...? Because someone has to look out for the people who have no one on their side.
  • (My heart goes out to you, Edgeworth. Not.)
  • The sky is blue, and so am I...
  • (Alright! I've got nothing to lose! Except for... well, everything!)
  • (Why do I always feel like it's the end of the world and I'm the last man standing?)

Miles Edgeworth

  • Amateurs, amateurs. Listen to me, Mr. Wright. In the courtroom, proof is everything. Without it, you have nothing. You ARE nothing.
  • I object! That was... objectionable!
  • *Shaking* Upstart..! Amateur..! These accusations... are baseless!
  • The guilty will always lie, to avoid being found out. There's no way to tell who is guilty and who is innocent! All that I can hope to do is get every defendant declared "guilty"! So I make that my policy.

Redd White

  • Welcome! Please furnish me with the title of your personage! …Your name! What's your name? I was just inquirably asking the title that you go by.
  • My motto is: "Don't worry, be happy!"
  • The police... the courts... To me they are mere toys. Playthings for my amusement!
  • What's wrong? Is something stuck to my face? Why yes! There's my eyes, and my nose, and my mouth.
  • I am always abso-posi-lutely perfect!

April May

  • I like a man with a big... vocabulary.
  • What's it to you, porcupine-head!?
  • You... you LAWYER!
  • What is it you little shrimp!
  • You stinking lawyer! I hope you die!
  • Bottom-feeding, scum-sucking lawyer!

Marvin Grossberg

  • Ah-HHHHEM!
  • "Ah... the days of my youth... like the scent of fresh lemon..." you see.
  • Despite his name, Mr. White has the blackest reputation of any man in this country.


Dick Gumshoe: [when asked about blood tests] Huh? What kind? Umm... well... I hear they take the, um, little bits in the blood, the... er... hemo... hemogl... Hermo... goblins... hobgob... Er...? Herma-goblin bobbin... I-I refuse to testify on this matter, sir! I'm no expert on blood tests!

Judge: [to April May] The witness will refrain from wonton winking!


White: Now Ms Fey. I believe I'll take what's mine. The papers.
Mia: I'm sorry, I can't give you what I don't have.
White: Ms Fey, you are a poor liar. Why I see it over there. That's The Thinker that "swallowed" those papers.
Mia: ..! How could you-?
White: Hohoho! You forget Ms Fey? There is nothing I don't know in my job.
Mia: I-I should have been more careful.
White: Hohoho! My dear Ms Fey, I'm sorry but I must ask you for one more thing. Your eternal silence. Farewell Ms Fey!
Mia: ...!! *she is struck by The Thinker* Red...White...Blue...

Phoenix: Um... Gumtree, was it? Detective Gumtree?
Gumshoe: G-Gumtree...? Gum doesn't grow on trees, pal!

Gumshoe: [To Phoenix] Anyway, get the name right. And don't go calling me "Dick"...
Police: Hey, Dick! Get over here!
Gumshoe: Y-yes, sir!

Grossberg: *Ah-HHHHEM!*
Phoenix: (If that wasn't the most over-the-top clearing of the throat I've ever heard!)

Gumshoe: But...!
Phoenix: No "but"-ing your way out of this one, Detective!

April: I-impossible! Everything is sold in stores!
Phoenix: Miss May, I think it's high time you went shopping for a better excuse...?
April: Mmpf...
Phoenix: Oh? Excuses not on sale today?
April: Oooh? Oh ho ho. Mmmrrrrrph! Ooooorrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh... hhh!!! What's it to you, porcupine-head!?

Edgeworth: Your Honor, this is ridiculous!
Phoenix: Your Honor, look at the witness's face? Does she seem amused to you!?

Phoenix: (Hah! I'd like to see her pull THAT off!)
April: Mr. Lawyer, I saw that evil, evil grin! You were probably thinking "I'd like to see her pull THAT off," weren't you!
Phoenix: (Damn... she's good!)

April: Spiky-head!
Phoenix: (Here we go again...) Please, you're scaring the security guard.
April: ... So? What is it you wish to ask of me, then? Hmm?
Phoenix: (For starters, how did you get to be so totally whacked!?)

April: (When presenting incorrect evidence) Hey guess what? Actually, I really hate your guts. So get lost because, well I'm not co-operating.
Phoenix: (Thanks, I noticed...)

Phoenix: (Looking at the window of the Gatewater) I can see the Fey & Co. Law Offices, of course.
Bellboy: Ah, yes. We plan to install a telescope in that window, of course. Just $5.00 will earn you three minutes of a "view to a kill"!
Phoenix: ...
Bellboy: J-just kidding, sir. Oh hoh hoh hoh!
Phoenix: (By that look in his eyes I'd say he was more than serious...)

Bellboy: He struck me as a real "Lady Killer," if you'll pardon the expression. I knew it from the moment I saw him, sir. He and I are of the same ilk. We both carry the scent of... danger.
Phoenix: (There we are in total agreement, Mr. Psycho Bellboy.)

April: You don't just have spiky hair, you also have a spiky heart.
Phoenix: (That does it. When this case is done I'm shaving my head.)

April: Fine! I'll talk! You... you win, Lawyer.
Phoenix: (Yes! Man, that felt good! It's great to be alive!)
April: Why are you pumping your fists in the air?
Phoenix: *cough*

White: Mr. Wrong, was it?
Phoenix: Wright.

White: I ask again. Who are you?
Phoenix: Umm... huh? A lawyer?
White: No, my feeble friend. A "mere" lawyer. Worth nothing. Zilch. Zippo. Nada!

White: You came here from Grodyburger's, I presume?
Phoenix: Mr. Grossberg's... yes.

Phoenix: But you and Mr. White are lovers, aren't you!
Grossberg: W-w-what! My boy!
Phoenix: You sent that painting to him! As a sign! A sign of undying love!
Grossberg: M-m-my boy, please! You're letting your fancies run away with you! Where do you get these bizarre ideas?
Phoenix: I... I don't understand how you could...
Grossberg: That's because I'm not, we're not... Don't be ridiculous!
Grossberg: ...
Grossberg: Enough. I'll swallow my pride and tell you all.
Phoenix: (I knew it! They are lovers!)
Grossberg: N-no! We are NOT lovers!

Edgeworth: Please state your full name.
White: You wish to know the title of my personage?
Edgeworth: Er... your name?
White: Yes! That is what I said! Oh dear, do my locutions confuse?
Edgeworth: Name!
Phoenix: (These two are great together...)

Turnabout Samurai

Phoenix Wright

  • Mia's favorite potted plant. Maya has been watering it so much lately it looks a little... swollen. She's either trying to make it grow... or she's perfecting her water torture technique.
  • (So he was sleeping the entire afternoon of the murder? Some action hero!)
  • They always have mirrors like this in dressing rooms. I see my hair is still nice and spiky, just how I like it.
  • It must be nice to live so free of guilt.
  • Ohhh yeah, right here! Sherlock Holmes II, baby!


  • Hey! I'm only 17! That's seven-"teen." See? I'm a teen! Not like you, Nick.
  • It's a nightmare! The Steel Samurai is over! The world is over!
  • Um, maybe I shouldn't be saying this... But he definitely did it. Murder. At least once. Maybe twice.
  • Umm... Nick? Will I grow up to be like her [Oldbag]? Please say "no."
  • Old windbag sure has balls! Or... well, you know what I mean.
  • Um, Nick? You know that problem of yours? That problem where you present evidence that makes no sense? You're doing it again.

Will Powers

  • It seems like it was only yesterday. Actually, it was only yesterday.
  • The Steel Samurai is the lead character in a popular kid's show. He walks the streets of Neo Olde Tokyo... Fighting battle after battle against the Evil Magistrate and his minions. Of course, he never really defeats the Evil Magistrate. Although... I guess he did defeat him this time...
  • She [Oldbag] sucks up to all the bigwigs at the studio... But let her see you stumble once and she'll never let up on you.

Wendy Oldbag

  • (Talking about Will Powers) He's not a bad kid, but don't be fooled by his mask! You wouldn't want him on the silver screen without it, believe me. Little old ladies watching would lose their lunch!
  • You look as though you've seen a ghost!
  • You spiky-haired cretin!
  • Umm... E-Edgey-boy! Help!


Edgeworth: I was hoping to come up with a question while I was objecting, Your Honor... I didn't.


Phoenix: Maybe you could explain to me just what "the Steel Samurai" is.
Maya: Nick! How could you say such a thing? I-I'm sorry, sir, I apologize for my partner! He's new to this, and a bit OUT OF TOUCH with the world.
Phoenix: Hey! Who's "new to this"!?

Maya: We're on this case too, pal!
Gumshoe: Huh!? Hey! You can't just go saying "pal" like that! That's MY endearing character trait!

Maya: Mmm! T-bone steak! That would have hit the spot.
Phoenix: You just had a burger!
Maya: Yeah, but I have a second stomach just for steaks.
Phoenix: (What!?)
Phoenix: There's a bunch of snacks on the table. They must give these to the employees. Some tea and cookies...
Maya: Nick... I'm hungry!
Phoenix: You just had a burger!
Maya: Yeah, but I have a separate stomach for sweets!
Phoenix: (How many stomachs does this girl have!?)

Maya: Look, a ladder!
Phoenix: That's a "step"-ladder.
Maya: So? What's the difference? You need to stop judging things based on narrow-minded cultural assumptions, Nick!
Phoenix: R-right... sorry. (This girl is OUT there!)

Maya: Wow, look at that camera! That must cost a ton!
Phoenix: Yeah! So don't touch it!
Maya: Whoa! It's heavier than I thought...
Penny: Hey! You! No touching that!
Phoenix: Ah, um, sorry, my partner is kind of, y'know...
Maya: "Y'know"!? No I don't know!

Phoenix: It's never a good idea to reveal your hand to the enemy too soon.
Maya: Nick! You're craftier than I gave you credit for. Why, you could be the next... Evil Magistrate!
Phoenix: Hey! Why do I have to be the villain.

Manella: Yeah... sux0rz! I hate missing out on food...
Maya: Nick... what does "Sucksores" mean?
Phoenix: No idea...

Maya: Hey, Nick... It's Ms. Vasquez! Hello?
Vasquez: ...
Maya: H-E-L-L-O!
Vasquez: ...
Maya: H! E! L! L! O!

Maya: The old windbag sure is quiet today.
Oldbag: ...
Maya: You know, things are really quiet around here like this.
Oldbag: ...
Maya: Hey I bet we could even eat the donuts in the guard station!
Oldbag: ... You eat, you die.
Maya: Whew! She's alive.

Edgeworth: Will the witness declare her name?
Oldbag: ...Hmm? My, aren't you a handsome fellow! I'm afraid I'm a bit flustered!
Edgeworth: Y-your name, please!
Oldbag: Oh, dearie! No need for you to be embarrassed! Just call me "grandma."
Phoenix: (Seems Edgeworth has a bit of trouble getting his witnesses to say their names...)

Oldbag: You let 'em have it, Edgey-boy!
Phoenix: (E-Edgey-boy...?)
Edgeworth: ...

Manella: (After presenting any evidence other than Powers's(?) Photo) I try not to pay much attention to things that don't interest me. LOL.
Maya: W-why are you staring at me like that...?

Phoenix: What the hell do samurais sing about? Chopping off heads?

(Phoenix Wright presents an incorrect piece of evidence)
Phoenix: TAKE THAT!
Judge: Wrong, Mr. Wright.
Phoenix: But I haven't said anything yet...?
Judge: I know you well enough by now to know when you're going to present the wrong evidence.
Maya: I can sense it too, with my Fey blood...
Phoenix: (Okay, okay, so I picked the wrong evidence! Enough with all the sensing!)

Turnabout Goodbyes


  • Mr. Wright. You are truly the most unpredictable defense attorney I've ever known. I can tell you're grasping, yet I cannot deny the possibility of what you say.

Manfred von Karma

  • Witness, you've had a long day. Shut your pie-hole.
  • I set my ATM card's number to "0001" because I'm number one!
  • So what? My grandaughter has a dog she calls Phoenix!
  • This photo is worth a thousand words… and they all read "guilty"!
  • I've heard of desperate men grasping at straws, but this is the first time I've heard of men grasping at macaws! Hah!


Maya: I need a waterfall to stand under! Preferably a freezing one!
Phoenix: … Oh… Is that part of your spirit medium training?
Maya: Of course! Except, I've been slacking off lately… I need to brave the elements and be forged anew under the rushing spring waters!
Phoenix: Umm… Okay…... I don't know about any falls per se, but Gourd Lake is pretty close...
Maya: Oh. Darn.
Phoenix: Sorry, but them's the breaks. Couldn't you just take a cold shower or something?
Maya: … Good idea!
Phoenix: (So much for the rushing spring waters…)
Maya: ...Nick?
Phoenix: ?
Maya: The water pressure's kind of low in that shower.
Phoenix: ...You want more pressure, huh? Why don't you go down to the fire department and have them spray you with the hose?
Maya: … Good idea, Nick!
Phoenix: (Apparently, E.S.P. is no aid in detecting sarcasm…)
Maya: Nick..
Phoenix: What!?
Maya: The fireman yelled at me when I called him…

Edgeworth: So, you've come to laugh at the fallen attorney? Then laugh, laugh! Well? Why aren't you laughing?
Maya: Nick… Should we be laughing?
Phoenix: Nah. It's a trick. Laugh and he'll get mad… or burst into tears. Edgeworth. We don't have so much free time we can spend it coming down here to laugh at you.
Edgeworth: … Yes you do.
Phoenix: (Actually, he's right.)
Edgeworth: … I hoped you wouldn't come. I didn't want you to see me. Not like this.

Maya: Oh, it's Christmas today! I forgot! What are you getting for me for Christmas, Nick?
Phoenix: Talk to Santa.

Maya: (Looking at the noise-activated camera) Let's try it out! Hi! I'm Nick!
Camera: (Silence)
Maya: Maybe I'm not saying it loud enough. HEY! I'M NICK!!!
Camera: (Silence)
Phoenix: Will you stop that?
Maya: Maybe it's broken?
Phoenix: D-Don't kick it! Maybe it isn't set to respond to voices?
Maya: Well what then? I know!
Phoenix: The party popper…?
Camera: Klik klik klik klik klik klik klik klik (etc.)…
Maya: …Yep. It responded.

Santa Larry: Long time no see, Nick.
Maya: Nick… you know Santa? Wow… Nick and St. Nick… Hey! I see the connection!

Rise From the Ashes

Ema Skye

  • (looking at a chessboard) And check out that poor pawn, his head is kind of spiky... Kind of reminds me of you.
  • Maybe Edgeworth took his unholy revenge on the detectives and slapped somebody!
  • Hey! I used to take Organ lessons! They called me "Little Miss Bach" in Kindergarten. Of course, that was before I learnt to play any notes. *single organ note* I never could remember where 'C' was...


  • So that's why everyone craves about caviar! It's so tasty it hurts!
  • The prosecution will wait... I'm not finished eating.
  • I spent a whole day looking for my dentures. They turned out to be in my mouth all along.

Phoenix Wright

  • Why do I come here to the office every day ? It's not like I want to work.
  • What's this ? It looks like a shield of some kind... It's broken. Maybe it's made out of chocolate, and he [Edgeworth] took a bite out of it.

Miles Edgeworth

  • Our job is to find truth, no matter how painful it may be.

Dick Gumshoe

  • When a detective screws up, the Chief calls him to his office... and makes him listen to the organ for hours. (...) After that, the detective can't hear anything for days except for the ringing in his ears.

Jake Marshall

  • "When there's gunshots, there's bound to be bullets."


Ema: You know, I got a 97 on my Science test the other day!
Phoenix: (Too bad they don't have a test for common sense.)

Ema: All you need [To re-decorate your office as Edgeworth's] is money and a little of design sense.
Phoenix: I'm not doing so well in either of those areas.

Edgeworth: What the hell is that wriggling piece of plywood!?
Meekins: Sir! That is the pride and joy of the entire Criminal Affairs Department, sir! It's the Blue Badger, sir!

Ema: There is a jacket framed on the wall like a painting ! The fabric is high-grade cashmere... Italian styling... Silk ruffles, turquoise buttons, and a gold thread collar. I'm guessing it's worth around $5,000.
Phoenix: F-five thousand dollars!?
Ema: Speaking of which, your suit would be about...
Phoenix: Th-that's enough of that.

Ema: Were you to jump out this window, the time until the impact with the ground would be... ... Got it ! Approximately 3,23 seconds!
Phoenix: (That's handy to know...)

Ema: There you are! Where've you been? My sister's trial is tomorrow!
Phoenix: Um… and you are?
Ema: It doesn't matter who I am, it matters who YOU are! You're the famous defence attorney Mia Fey!
Phoenix: …
Ema: …Oh! You're not Mia Fey are you?
Phoenix: I'm sorry. Mia Fey no longer… works here.
Ema: So you are… the coffee boy?
Phoenix: I'm Phoenix Wright, defense attorney.
Ema: (writing notes) Wright… Wright… Wait! You mean THE Phoenix Wright. The Phoenix Wright from the Edgeworth murder case?
Phoenix: Um, yeah sure. (It wasn't Edgeworth who got murdered though…)
Ema: Phew… that's a relief. You're better than nobody.

Ema: I promised my sister I'd bring her Mia Fey but…
Phoenix: Incidentally, Mia was a woman.
Ema: Yeah, I thought you looked a bit strange when I first saw you.

Phoenix: See this? It's my Attorney's Badge.
Ema: Ahh! Well! I've never seen a real one before.
Phoenix: (You're the first one who's actually been interested in mine, believe me.)
Ema: Its composition is mostly silver. The gold plating is flaking a bit.
Phoenix:(She analyzed it. Scientifically...)
Ema: There doesn't appear to be any corrosion due to sulfides. I'd give you $50.00 for it.
Phoenix: Sorry, but it's not for sale. Yet...

Gumshoe: They kicked me out of Criminal Affairs...
Phoenix: Detective Gumshoe! What did you do this time?
Gumshoe: Whaddya mean, "this time"!?

Phoenix: I'd appreciate it if you'd stop making these ridiculous allegations.
Gant: Yes, you do have a point... You wouldn't have the guts to do something like that...
Phoenix: What? I'll have you know back in the day, I once broke into a cattle ranch and tipped -
Judge: Mr Wright! What are you saying?!

[Phoenix presents an incorrect piece of evidence]

Phoenix: This is a message from the deceased!
Judge:, this is a message from the Judge!

[Judge penalizes Phoenix]

Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney: Justice For All

The Lost Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

  • (When presenting the yellow baseball glove a witness has mistaken for a bunch of bananas) Doesn't it look delicious? Care for a bite?
  • (Nowhere to run... I'm sooo dead!)
  • (Recalling his friends and picturing Winston Payne) ...This person... I haven't got a clue. He seems to know me but maybe he's mistaking me for someone else?

Maya Fey

  • Earth to Nick! What's the matter?
  • You know you're awfully forgetful these days Nick. I hope I never get to be a forgetful old prune like you.
  • Come on Nick. We can talk about you being old later.


Maggey: What's wrong? You've been staring at me for a while. You're kind of scaring me sir.
Phoenix: (Hmm, I'm afraid to ask but here goes.) So this might sound bad but... who are you?

Maggey: I heard you can fix something like this with a really strong shock to your system! Come on, lower your head a little! A Maggey Kick should be all you need!
Phoenix: Ah, no, no, no. I think I'll pass on this one.
Maggey: Come on!... Ah, I'm sorry. Whenever I see someone in trouble, I have a hard time leaving them alone... I tend to stick my nose where it doesn't belong and try to tackle everyone's problems.
Phoenix: (Well, my head's one problem you won't be tackling today...)

Winston: Hee Hee Hee... It's been a while, hasn't it, Mr. Wright. Let's see what you've learnt since last time. (shows confidence) I will show you no mercy this time, rookie!
Phoenix: ...Okaaay. (And who are you again?)

Wellington: Fashion! Cars! Women! Glasses! And of course... University! First-rates need only apply!
Phoenix: (Glasses? But you aren't wearing glasses.)

Phoenix: Could you tell the court what is special about this glove?
Gumshoe: What's special? Never really thought about it but... it's REALLY yellow... and that's about it.

Phoenix: His pointer finger?
Gumshoe: You know, the one you're always POINTING and waving around in people's faces.
Phoenix: Aha, ha, ha. Don't tell me it bothers you...
Gumshoe: Every time you do it, I have a mini-heart attack. It's like you're trying to kill me, pal.

Phoenix: Mr. Wellington likes BIG bananas!
Judge: ...
Payne: ...
Wellington: ...
Maya: Uh, Nick... I hope you've noticed the icy glares we're getting from everyone in here!
Judge: Wh-What in the world do you mean?
Wellington: I'll have you know I like strawberries much better than bananas.

Reunion, and Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

(After Phoenix gives the Maya's Magatama to Pearl, Pearls starts to cry)
Phoenix: (Ack! I'm in trouble now!! If Morgan sees us like this, I'll be the next one they're channeling...)

(When being asked if he wants to hear the Ini Miney's story again)
Phoenix: (Well excuuuse me, Princess. ...Anyway, should I ask to hear the story again...?)

Maya Fey

  • She'd never do anything like that! You hear me?! Never! She's a great kid, and really cute... And really great... And cute.


Franziska: Cry and my whip will accommodate.
Phoenix: (What's with her? All she's said for the last few minutes is utter nonsense!)

Pearl: Who are you?
Phoenix: I'm Phoenix Wright. I, uh, worked with Maya…
Pearl: …You worked with Mystic Maya…? You… You're Mr. Nick, right?
Phoenix: Uh, excuse me? (I bet I know who she picked "Nick" from…)
Pearl: I know who you are. You're…You're Mystic Maya's… (changes into a happy looks) "special someone"…
Phoenix: WH-WH-WH-WHAT!?
Pearl: So then…Of course! You're going to help Mystic Maya, aren't you? That's what you're going to do, right?
Phoenix: W-Well, yeah…I will….
Pearl: Oh wow…It's like a beautiful fairy tale! That earnest look shining brightly in your eyes... It must be true love…
Phoenix: (Takes a blow) Wh-What!? (Why am I being boiled into a bright red lobster by this little kid!?)

Ini: (Regarding Pearl Fey) Aww, she's, like, tooootally cute! Is she, like, your daughter?
Phoenix: WH-What!? NO! (How old do you think I am!?)

Franziska: I look forward to tonight's news with great joy, Mr. Phoenix Wright. The image of your face being projected all over the world.
Mia: All over the world? Looks like you've made a name for yourself.
Franziska: Don't be foolish you foolish fool wearing the foolishly foolish clothes.

Mia: Don't just stand there "hmm"-ing to yourself!
Phoenix: Not you too, Mia! With the whip… And the pain… And the oww…

(Before Maya's not guilty verdict been announced)
Franziska: Th-This…This is preposterous! I…I'm perfect! Me…Franziska von Karma…
Phoenix: I'm going to enjoy the news tonight, Ms. von Karma. How about you? It's going to be broadcast all over the world, right? Your defeat, that is…
(Out of anger, Franziska whips Phoenix, the Judge and Mimi Miney once, then starts whipping Phoenix multiple times)
Franziska: And one more for good measure!
(She whips Phoenix four times, and Phoenix faints)
Mia: Ph-Phoenix! Hang in there, Phoenix!! PHOENIX!!!
Franziska: This court is a fraud! A sham!

Turnabout Big Top

Phoenix Wright

  • Wonderful. Today's special must be Fillet O' Phoenix!

Maya Fey

  • Nick? NICK! You're too young to die!
  • I guess putting a poster of a magician in a law office is kinda strange.


Maya: I wish I was an animal tamer! Nick! Roll over!
Phoenix: When this case is over, I'll roll over for you all you want.

Phoenix: Well, what do you think of this?
Moe: Looks tasty!
Phoenix: Huh?
Moe: The burgers dummy!

Maximillion: I'm counting on you my sweeties!
Phoenix: (He didn't just call me his sweety did he?)

Maya: I just found it odd... Maximillion Galatica is just a country bumpkin.
Phoenix: So? What's wrong with that? He's still a world-class magician.
Maya: Yeah, but his name is Billy Bob Johns...
Phoenix: (Yikes, the guy has 3 first names! That is kind of odd.)

Phoenix: (About the bust/statue) It's um... um...
Judge: What is it? Why did you stop suddenly?
Phoenix: (Speaking Slowly)Well, I'm not sure if I should really say this because the bust is... *Whip!* (Speaking much faster) UNDER YOUR HONOUR'S BENCH!!
Franziska: You really had to think about whether you should say tha-
Phoenix: Arrrgh!
Judge What's that? WANT ANOTHER ONE? HERE YOU GO!!
Phoenix: Double Arrrgh! (I had a bad feeling that would happen.)
Judge Now hurry up and fix things!!

Phoenix: (Alright! With this, the rest of the trial should be in the b-)
Franziska: ...(Laughing to herself)
Phoenix: (...Blast radius of disaster.)

Maya: Ah, a ladder.
Phoenix: It's just a stepladder.
Maya: What's the difference? They do the same thing, right? I think you should stick to the basic facts of the matter
Phoenix: Oh... Uh... Ok. (It's not even worth arguing with her on this one.)

Phoenix: Difficult-looking legal books stand in a formidable row. They mock me.
Maya: Hey! I'm reading that one! You know I'm studying the law now, right? I put that bookmark on the page I was reading... Don't you dare move it!
Phoenix: What!? You're reading!? THESE!? A bookmark, huh... Hmm... You mean this thing? It was only on the second page.
Maya: Well, you have to start somewhere right?
Phoenix: You do realise you have 1000 pages to go right?
Maya: ...Maybe you really should sell all these books, Nick.

Maya: *About von Karma* You know, if she wasn't so mean, I think she and I would get along...
Phoenix: Yeah, but that's the problem... She is so mean. And that whip... That thing hurts. It really hurts.
Maya: It is kinda cool though. I wouldn't mind having a whip myself. I bet cracking that whip on you once or twice would be just what the doctor ordered!
Phoenix: W-Why me!? W-What did I do!?

Maya: Whoa. Max used a broken bottle to crack Ben over the head?
Phoenix: No no no... It broke because Max cracked Ben over the head with it.
Maya: He must have really hit him hard then... I guess I should give it a try... For research purposes. Come here... I've got a nice bottle right here for you Nick...
Phoenix: *whack* YEOW!!!
Maya: That's weird. It didn't break.
Phoenix: Of course it didn't!! You hit me with a plastic bottle!!

Farewell, My Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

  • Difficult-looking legal books stand in a formidable row. They mock me. I tried reading one, and it made my head hurt. When I closed it, it slipped out of my hand. Then my foot hurt too.
  • ("Bad Ending" speech) And just like that... the case came to an end. I ran from the courtroom and wandered the streets alone. I never saw Maya again. De Killer is a man of his word, so I'm sure he let Maya go. The trial of Adrian Andrews went ahead and the newspapers read the following headline... Guilty of course. The "miracle" never happen (sic). Maybe it was never meant to. Because a "miracle" is something that doesn't exist.

Miles Edgeworth

  • (Upon learning that one of his witnesses was actually Wendy Oldbag) I saw the report with her testimony, but who knew that under that helmet... it was the wicked witch of the witness stand!?


Phoenix: Mr Engarde, I have one last question for you. Please answer honestly.
Engarde: …
Phoenix: Please put the phone away and answer the question yourself.

Pearl: Mr Matt Engrade? Isn't he the Nickel Samurai?
Gumshoe: Yup... I mean no! You've got to say it with more 'umph!' "The Nickel Samurai!"

Oldbag: Shush! I'm talking to my dear Edgey-Wedgey right now! Don't interrupt us, gramps!
Judge: Yes, madam.
Edgeworth: No no no, please, by all means interrupt her! Please!

Phoenix: The real mastermind behind this whole murder is… You, Matt Engarde!
Engarde: … … … …*sigh* And here I was, trying to be a good boy for you, dude.
Phoenix: …!
Engarde: I thought if you didn't know, you'd be able to do your job without feeling bad. Well, that's what I thought, anyway…
Phoenix: M-Mr. Engarde… You really did hire…!?
Engarde: (turns on wrist communicator) Hold on a sec. I'm gonna consult myself, OK? … …
Phoenix: (Consult… "myself"…??)
Engarde: …Well, I guess it's probably about time anyway.
Phoenix: About time for what?
Engarde: I think it's time for you to meet him now, Mr. Lawyer dude.
(last three Psyche-Locks break)
Engarde: (pulls back hair and forms evil grin on face) How do you do… Mister Lawyer? I'm Matt Engarde.

Edgeworth: That's not something I can answer for you… Wright… Only you can decide where to go from here. One year ago… At that time, I didn't truly understand what a "prosecutor" was. And that is why… I had to leave the Prosecutor's Office. I felt that I couldn't stand in a court of law until I knew what a prosecutor really was. And now, Wright… It's your turn.
Phoenix: My… turn?
Edgeworth: What is this thing called a "lawyer"? What can you do as one? You must find the answer… And you must find it on your own.
Phoenix: I'm a lawyer… But to fight for someone who is clearly a killer… Matt Engarde… That man is really… Argh!
Edgeworth: It doesn't matter who, every person deserves a proper defense and a fair trial. Isn't that the basis of our judicial system?
Phoenix: "Proper defense"? But what exactly is that? Is it where a lawyer forcibly and blindly gets an acquittal through shouting and trickery?
Edgeworth: …*sigh* Ironic that you of all people should say such a thing. Isn't that exactly how you have fought for your clients up until now?
Phoenix: Uh… W-Well, that may be true, but… But that's… That's because I've believed my clients to be innocent from the bottom of my heart! But if I were to get Engarde an acquittal… That… That isn't a proper defense at all! I became a lawyer because I thought… I thought I could save people who were in suffering and in pain… But… When I look at this mess we're in… I can't even protect the person closest to me. Even if I win the case, I still lose in the end… I just don't know what to do!
Edgeworth: … Wright. Would you get a hold of yourself? You have it all wrong.
Phoenix: Huh?
Edgeworth: We aren't some sort of heroes. We're only human, you and I. You want to "save someone"? That's something easier said than done, wouldn't you say? You are a defense lawyer. You can't run away from that. You can only fight. That's all you can do.
Phoenix: People like you and Franziska von Karma are always using all you have to pin me down. You fight to the very end, even when you know the truth is not with you. But I'm not like you. I can't fight for a false verdict -- for a man I clearly know to be guilty!
Edgeworth: … Franziska… She fights for herself. The only thing she fights for is her perfect win record. That's all.
Phoenix: And!? Isn't that the same as you!? Isn't that why you ran away a year ago? Because your precious win record was destroyed!? You are so petty!
Edgeworth: … I see… Now I understand why you despise me so. However, you are mistaken.
Phoenix: What do you… ?
Edgeworth: Thanks to you, when you sealed off my path to a perfect win record… I began to realize the error of my ways. I realized that such things as a perfect win record were meaningless.
Phoenix: I don't believe you. Are you saying that's why you left the Prosecutor's Office? But then, why? Why are you here now?
Edgeworth: The answer to that… is something you will find out on your own. I have faith you will see it before the verdict is read tomorrow. But if you can't, then you will be powerless to change the ending of this story.

Edgeworth: For my own personal victories…and for guilty verdicts… I used every dirty trick in the book. And so my win record remained spotless. But… A man appeared and stood fast against that selfish me. I fought him in my usual manner, and tasted my first defeat. I felt like I had lost everything because of that. And then… It was my turn to sit in the defendant's chair. And I was saved…by that person I called my "enemy"… I couldn't forgive myself for all that had happened. So I left the Prosecutor's Office. And I left that note… "Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth chooses death"…
Franziska von Karma: Hmph, as well you should have. A prosecutor who has shamed himself with defeat should crawl into a hole and die!
Edgeworth: …But that was not what happened. After I left the Prosecutor's Office, I finally came to realize something. And it was in that moment of clarity that everything began to change.
Franziska: Wh-What foolish nonsense…
Edgeworth: We prosecutors use anything we can to attack the defendant. But every time we did so... No matter how desperate the situation, instead of giving up like most people, that man would hold strong with his undying faith. And then, before I knew it… I began to trust in that man as well.
Franziska: Wh-What!? You trusted your enemy!?
Edgeworth: It doesn't matter how many underhanded tricks a person uses… The truth will always find a way to make itself known. The only thing we can do is to fight with the knowledge we hold and everything we have. Erasing the paradoxes one by one… It's never easy… We claw and scratch for every inch. But we will always eventually reach that one single truth. This I promise you.
Pearl Fey: The "truth"…
Edgeworth: Yes. That's the reason why prosecutors and defense lawyers exist. But I'm sure you knew that already, didn't you, Wright?
Phoenix: …
Edgeworth: That's why you couldn't forgive me; this man who went into hiding. Isn't that right? This man who only had his sights set on "victory", who ran away into the night…
Pearl: Ah! Is…Is Mr. Edgeworth right, Mr. Nick…!?
Phoenix: (You really let me down…) When you disappeared, I felt…betrayed. The reason I decided to become a lawyer to begin with…was because I believed in the things you said to me, all those years ago… And you…you betrayed your own words. That's why…one year ago, I made up my mind. I decided that the Miles Edgeworth I knew had died… At least, that's what I told myself.
Franziska: You pathetic fool! I don't want to hear the wretched whimpering of a disgraced loser! A Von Karma is someone who is destined to be perfect! Miles Edgeworth… You are no longer worthy! You are no longer worthy of being a Von Karma! And neither am I! It's over… It's all over!

Pearl: Don't worry, Mr. Nick. Mystic Maya and I will be your friends against the world!
Phoenix: *Ouch… I don't have many friends, do I?*

Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney: Trials & Tribulations

Turnabout Memories


  • Well, we know whose milkshake brings all the boys to the yard...
  • How else would you get in?! Teleportation?!


Grossberg: When you find the evidence you need, present it and rub it into old greybeard's face!
Mia: Yes sir! Into old greybeard's face!
Judge: Mr. Grossberg! Please try to set a better example for the young lady!

Winston: A simple question. I thought I'd loosen you up a bit. I am a genteel-man if you will.
Mia: Um... a what?

Mia: Mr Wright. you've been lying to me!
Grossberg: Mia! You made our client cry!
Mia: Let him! That 'P' on his shirt doesn't even stand for 'Phoenix' anyway!

Mia: Mr. Wright! Where's the bottle necklace?
Phoenix: Please forgive me Ms Fey.
Mia: It's ok Mr Wright. Just give me the necklace.
Phoenix: *long pause* ...I... I ate it.

Winston: If anyone says anything rude you can be sure I'll cut them down to size!
Judge: And I will bash them with my gavel!
Mia: (I love how they look straight at me when they say that...)

The Stolen Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

  • It's not hard to imagine him (Ron) just snapping and screaming "Please dieeeee!"
  • (A muddy mudskipper in outer space has a better chance of surviving than I do.)


  • ...To err is human, to forgive, divine. Humans aren't machines... they have souls, feelings. They live, they die, they love, they hate... And yes, they even make mistakes...
  • Blacker then a moonless night, hotter and more bitter than hell itself.. That is coffee.
  • Men are like colonies of bacteria. The more heat you apply, the faster they grow.
  • A single drop of milk is all it takes to destroy the pure black magic in the cup!

Luke Atmey

  • Zvarri! The truth has once again been elegantly revealed to me!
  • Take a good look, everyone! Unable to find a rival worthy of my genius, I was forced to create one by myself! Here I am! The tragic clown...
  • Godot. The prosecutor whose equal cannot be found in this country, but in heaven. Godot. A legend or myth... Men pin a lifetime of hopes on the chance to simply meet him.
  • Let us say the figurative Sir William will be dropping his panties before lunchtime.

Ron Delite

  • Come on! I'm guilty! Throw the book at meeeeeee!


Maya: (examining part of a sign saying "bur") Aha, I've got it! Maybe it's supposed to say "Hamburger"
Phoenix: Why would anyone write "Hamburger" that big?
Maya: Like, maybe for the "World Hamburger Festival" or something?
Phoenix: I kinda doubt it.
Maya: Aha, I've got it! Maybe it said, 'Spaghetti?'
Phoenix: ...Why are you talking about food? Oh, wait. That's normal for you.
Anyway, it says, "bur". There's no way it could be "Spaghetti".
Maya: Well, maybe it was a typo! It might have said, "Spaghetti Festival". What do you think?
Phoenix: Ok to me... Besides, Spaghetti is the only thing more tangled than your reasoning.

Maya: When did you first get that porcupine cut?
Phoenix: ...Um, it's been like this ever since I was a little kid.
Maya: What!? You mean that's the way your hair is naturally!? I thought you had some sort of special "Phoenix Cut" deal with the barber. I mean... You usually only see hair like that in a video game.
Phoenix: (Is my hair really that weird-looking?)

Godot: ... You did it. Didn't you?
Ron: Yes.
Phoenix: What?
Ron: Uh... (realize his mistake) No no no no no no no! Th-Th-Th-That's not true!
Judge: Hmm... For a moment there I thought we'd set the record for the shortest trial ever.
Maya: *sigh* Well, Mr.DeLite already looks plenty guilty with that face he's making...
Phoenix: And once he opens his big mouth he'll probably put the last nail his own coffin.

Judge: Order Order! Mr Godot! Can you explain this?
Judge: And stop drinking that coffee!

Gumshoe: I don't know how to put this, but the guy was a bit of a moneygrubber.
Maya: Really? Me too! I just love money! I can't ever get enough!
Phoenix: (Please, stop leaning towards me like that.. You aren't getting to my wallet.)
Gumshoe: Anyway, it looks like he did some pretty shifty stuff to earn his millions.
Maya: oh! So that's my problem! I think I need to be shiftier!
Phoenix: (Lemme go already...)

(When Atmey says the victim must have just mistaken the identity of Mask✩DeMasque)

Phoenix: say?
Atmey: That's right. "Mistook". Coming from the Old Norse "mistaka" meaning "to take in error".

(After Desiree thanks Phoenix for proving her husband innocent)
Phoenix: (*gulp* I can feel my face going red)
Pearl: (suddenly appears) Mr.Nick! Mystice Maya! Congratulations!... *gasp* (was shocked to see and not too happy about it)
Phoenix: (...Talk about bad timing.)
Pearl: (begin to slap Phoenix) Mr.Nick! How could you!? (slap again) With another man's wife (slap again) In front of Mystic Maya!
Phoenix: No no no! You've got it all wrong!
Pearl: (slap Phoenix again) I'll NEVER forgive you! (slap again)Never! (slap again)Ever!

Recipe for Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

  • (After Phoenix sees Maya been 'hired' by Jean Armstrong) (I don't know whether to laugh or feel bad for Maya....Maybe I should do both…?)
  • (Referring to Gumshoe when he tries to deny above his love on Maggey) (Note to self: Gossip with Maya about this later.)
  • (Refering to Mia in waitress's outfit with Mr. Kudo) (Mia's really got this guy eating out of her hands…)
  • [When Godot toss a cup of coffee at his face] (Should I be grateful this coffee's only hot to give me 1st degree burns…?)
  • (He's (Kudo) looking at me as if I was an evil Shogun…)
  • (He's (Kudo) got to be using some sort of infinite ammo code with that box of seeds…)
  • [Refering about Godot's drinking habits] (Do you have the slightest idea how many cups you've had by now…?)
  • (I should have brought a diaper with me...)


  • You're saying that if something isn't normal, it simply isn't possible? Where does that leave the porcu-headed lawyer and the topknot chick over there... and the ungodly cool guy with the mask over here? Well, Trite?


  • Oui! Perfect! I will 'ire you!
  • Non, non, NON! You naughty man!


  • Yes! The uniform! It's a disgrace! You can practically see their... *turns pale* their... YES! It's a disgrace!
  • Pi-pi-pi-pigeon! P-Pretty pigeon!! *eating seeds*


  • You will suck down the penalty Mr Wright... and you will like it!


Phoenix: Don't go licking the table cloth, OK, Maya?
Maya: Why would I lick it? I'm not a cat, Nick!
Phoenix: (Then why can I picture you doing just that?)

Godot: If you have time for these games, you have time to present THAT piece of evidence.
Gumshoe: THAT piece sir?
Godot: Yes. THAT piece.
Gumshoe: .... Ahaha... Which piece was it again?
Godot: THIS! *throws coffee at Phoenix*
Phoenix: (Should I be grateful this coffee is only hot enough to give me first degree burns?)

(After Phoenix Wright tastes one of the dishes in Tres Bien)
Phoenix: …Urp!
Maya: Well?
Phoenix: Are you hungry, Maya?
Maya: I'm starving!
Phoenix: Here. It's yours.
Maya: Really? (Tries it out) …Urp!
Phoenix: Remember, Maya! My wallet doesn't print money, so you'd better polish off the plate!
Maya: I…I've just remembered I've got to clean the toilet! (goes to the another location)
Phoenix: Hey! (You can't be in that much of a hurry to clean the toilet!)

Maya: Nick! That's the kind of talk that could hurt a girl!
Phoenix: Have you forgotten that Mr. Armstrong is a MAN, Maya?

Phoenix: (T-That coffee! It was laced with something I'm sure of it!)
Maya: Nick! My stomach! It hurts! …Oh wait, that's just the burger I had for breakfast.

Judge: Mr… Um… Mr. Wright?
Phoenix: Yes, Your Honor?
Judge: Aaahhh!!
Phoenix: Wh-What's wrong?!
Judge: Nothing. It's just… whenever I addressed you in the previous trial, your response was... "Youse talkin' to me?" It was a little, well… intimidating.
Phoenix: No, no! That wasn't me! That was the phony Phoenix!
Judge: I see. So our trusty Phoenix Wright is back with us now, is he?
Phoenix: ("Our trusty"…)

Phoenix: So the victim was wearing a HMD?
Victor: HDTV, CD, DVD... What does it matter!?
Phoenix: (It was none of them actually, but anyway...)

Godot: Ha! Whether you're a fake or the real deal, we'll find out soon enough.
Phoenix: But I can already tell you!! I am the real Phoenix Wright!
Godot: I wasn't questionning as to whether you were Phoenix Wright or not. I was questioning whether you're a real lawyer.
Phoenix: (There's no doubt about it. Behind that mask is someone who really hates me for some reason or another.)

Judge: Mr, Wright. I would ask you to begin your cross-examination, but...
Phoenix: Yes?
Judge: Please, no intimidation tricks this time around. Is that understood?
Phoenix: I already told you! That wasn't me!

Kudo: Oops!
Judge: Witness! You can't just "oops" you way out of this!

(Referring about the lottery ticket)
Maya: I want to try it, Nick!
Phoenix: Then buy a ticket, Maya. With your own money!

Gumshoe: They called him "the walking computer" at the place where he worked.
Maya: What happens when he crashes though!? Does he stop moving all of a sudden?
Phoenix: *groan* (He wasn't a computer, Maya.)

(After presenting incorrect evidence to Lisa Basil)
Maya: Umm, would you mind taking a look at this?
Basil: I'm sorry. That data is SuPer-Admin Restricted Desktop Access password-protected.
Maya: SuPer-Admin Restricted Desktop Access password-protected!? What? This is madness!
Phoenix: No, Maya, that is SPARDA.

Maya: Ah! It's Xin Eohp!
Tigre: Who you callin' "Zinne Oooooooooooph"!?
Maya: Aaaaahhh! (disappears)
Phoenix: (Come out from under the table already, Maya!)

Armstrong: Oui! With you here, Monsieur, everything feels right!
Godot: Ha!
Phoenix: Doesn't anything scare this guy!?

Phoenix: I-I think I need to clear my head.
Godot: Ha...! I'd say it's already empty, Trite!
Judge: I'm inclined to agree.
Armstrong: Yo tambien.
Phoenix: (What's with the Spanish all of a sudden!?)

(Don Tigre roars in court)
Maya: Aaaaahhhhh! (disappears)
Phoenix: (Don't hide under the table, Maya! ...Unless there's room for me down there too!)
Judge: I… err… I… Would you mind!?
Tigre: What 'youse say to me!?
Judge: N-N-N-Nothing! I didn't say nuddin'! Honest!
Phoenix: (Who could've guessed that fear would induce a bad Brooklyn accent in the judge?)
Tigre: I got a business to take care of, ya hear me? So who the hell called me into this hole?! Was it you', spikey?!
Phoenix: Ack, no. Of course not… It was… the judge… (Notices the judge is gone) Y-Your Honor!!!
Judge: Oh, dear! I, um… I seem to have dropped my pen. Where on earth is it…? Don't mind me! Just carry on with the proceedings as normal!
Phoenix: (That's it. We're doomed.)

Judge: Ruh-roh!

Tigre: So I dare you' to say it again! Come on! You' got the guts!?
Judge: (Still scared) Y-Y-You can't threaten m-me, Mr. Tigre. I-It's the defense! Go ahead and tell the witness, Mr. Wright!
(Wright has disappeared)
Judge: Mr. Wriight!
Tigre: Sounds to me like it must be you', old man. Youse got guts, I'll give you that.
Judge: M-M-Mr. Wright! Do not leave me to handle this alone!

Phoenix: V-Very impressive Mr. Godot, waiting for my absence to launch your attack!
Godot: Ha...! Found your pen at last, Trite?
Phoenix: It was in my pocket.

Tigre: I can see through you Phoenix Wright! That ain't the bottle with the cyanide in it.
Phoenix: No, no. This is the bottle we found traces of the poison in.
Tigre: Don't mess with The Tiger or you're going to get ripped to shreds! The cyanide bottle was brown. And it was made of glass. That cheap piece of trash don't look nothin' like that!
(Phoenix just stares at him, Godot's visor is smoking, the judge is shocked and the whole court room is completely silent)
Phoenix: (Got him. At last…)
Tigre: Wh-What? Why's everyone gone quiet?

Judge: Wh-What's going on?
Bailiff: It looks like a blackout.
Godot: Well done…Trite. (lights back on) I've saved my 17th cup of coffee just for you. (Camera shows the coffee landed on Phoenix's head) Savor it... While you watch your caged prey.

Phoenix:Anyone can wear that uniform! Even me!
Judge: Mr. Wright! Please spare the court of any further mental anguish from that image.

Phoenix: Hey, someone left a job brochure here.
Victor: H-Hey! Give that back! That's mine!!
Phoenix: (Too bad, now that you want it I'm not going to part with it.)

Turnabout Beginnings


  • Why, Mr. Edgeworth... I'm not sure I like you wagging your finger at me as though I were some hoser!
  • Or-Order! Order in the court! What is the meaning of all this ballyhoo...!?
  • "To err is human, to forgive, divine."
  • Did you hear that Ms. Fey? I believe Mr. Edgeworth just called you a canucklehead.

Diego Armando

  • I came to see how our little kitten was doing all alone in the big, scary lion's den. ...I thought maybe you'd like someone to play with.
  • The courtroom can be a cold battlefield alright. Especially... for a beginner.
  • But maybe you should keep your claws out, and show them what you've got... Kitten.
  • A lawyer is someone who smiles no matter how bad it gets.
  • Mia...don't cry. The only time a lawyer can cry is when it's all over.


Mia: ...Err, umm... So why did you escape anyway?
Fawles: Ah. Ah. UGGA!
Mia: Eeeeek! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Fawles: I never... I never lie! I din't escape from nowhere!
Mia: Err... But, Mr. Fawles... The police just recaptured you two days ago.
Fawles: ... Ugh. Sorry. I told a little lie.
Mia: (Oh boy...)

Judge: Yes, yes...
Judge: It's quite obvious that the defendant is guilty.
Mia: W-Wait a minute! That's not right!
Mia: At least hear the case before you decide on the outcome, Your Honor!
Judge: Grrrngh...

Edgeworth: Young people these days simply don't know how to respect their elders.
Mia: (Why you...! You're even younger than me, you hypocrite!)

Gumshoe: Hey, ma'am! You got any idea how much work it takes... ......
Mia: Wh-What is it?
Gumshoe: You... Y-You're really gorgeous...
Mia: Excuse me?
Gumshoe: No, seriously... My heart... It's aching for you...
Edgeworth: Detective, I suggest you get back on topic. Otherwise I'll write you on contempt so quickly, other than your heart will ache.

Edgeworth: Now then, if the defence is quite done embarassing itself...
Mia: (Boy would I like wrap this scarf around his smarmy little neck!)

Armando: Hey, Kitten... Have you ever put salt in your coffee?
Mia: No... Why would I!?
Armando: Why not?
Mia: Huh...?
Armando: It may actually go better with coffee than sugar, right?
Mia: ...
Armando: Listen. My point is if you're not sure, you might as well add a ton of salt to it. It might... bring out the rust in something. Like a piece of evidence.
Mia: (He's right, Mia... Go present something. You've got nothing to lose!)
Armando: By the way, I wouldn't put salt in my coffee. The two don't go well, after all.

Edgeworth: All you have to do is tell us only what you saw.
Edgeworth: Otherwise the mean lady might yell at you again.
Mia: (Who is he talking about!?)

Fawles: Dahlia. My girlfriend. My love. My Teen Angel.
Mia: (Ugh. Did he actually say, "My Teen Angel"? He's seen one too many soap operas.)

Armando: Your "Teen Angel"...? How old was she anyway?
Fawles: Just 14...
Mia: F-F-Fourteen!? (I guess you were robbing cradles before diamonds...)

Bridge to the Turnabout

Phoenix Wright

  • "Shichishito". The treasured Kurain Village heirloom whose name means "7 Branched Sword". It is said that this sacred sword represents life itself. Though the branches may appear infinite, the choices limitless... like our destinies, the sword comes to but one end. One merciless point. And when the silver cord, the fragile thread that binds us to this world, is severed... the illusion is revealed and the implacability of fate is finally laid bare.
  • Hmm... I see it now... Zvarri! A fortune-teller...?
  • (Now I'm definitely up the creek without a paddle... or a life jacket)
  • (To Godot) Objection! Could you please knock it off with the cheesy proverbs and illogical metaphors already!?
  • Um...The rest of this court dosen't speak Coffeenese. Can you elaborate a bit more?
  • Nnghn! (Did the judge take smart pills during the last recess?)


  • You look like I did after I mistakenly took a swig of Worcestershire sauce.
  • You think maybe my beans are under-roasted, but you have no idea gramps.
  • Cute girls never lie. Ever.
  • People are like books. We've all got a front and a back. You get my drift?
  • I can also say that darkness loves to play with the human mind.
  • There are 253 distinct types of bitterness in coffee... But to pick out each one requires total concentration and the use of all the senses.
  • We can't see the demons that lurk in the night... That's why humans are weak.
  • I'm only going to say this once, Lady von Whippingberg. Go home!

Dick Gumshoe

  • ...You sure have one mean punch, Mr. Edgeworth! It's down-right fierce!
  • The truth is... when I was a little boy... I wanted to be a wizard.

Franziska von Karma

  • A fool who doesn't think is more foolish than a fool who foolishly thinks.

Miles Edgeworth

  • The guard is glaring at me. "If someone glares at you, it's only polite to return the favor," is what I was taught.
  • (Gumshoe indeed! Like gum on your shoe, he's impossible to get rid of!)
  • (... D-Do I really inspire this sort of frothing desire from the female masses?)
  • (Was it the evidence or the power of my glare that broke that lock...?)
  • It is a prosecutor's job to doubt people. But right now... I am a defense attorney. A defense attorney's job is to believe in people, and to believe until the bitter end.
  • (It's not a bad feeling, exposing contradictions like this. Now I understand that happy look on Wright's face every time he does it...)
  • ("Can I prove it...?" That isn't the issue. To simply "prove it". That's the only option! That's what he'd do... That's the way Phoenix Wright would do this!)

The Judge

  • I-I'm a spoon?!


Pearl: ...And what does this word say?
Elise: That? It says "roast." That's kind of a tough word.
Phoenix: (Just what kind of book are they reading?)

Edgeworth: (when seeing the Psyche-Locks for the first time) (W-WHAT IN THE WORLD?!)
Iris: Um, is something wrong?
Edgeworth: Um, no. I-It's nothing. (Looks like she's not aware of them herself. This must be what Wright was telling me about... the Psycholocks.)

Gumshoe: It's simple!
Edgeworth: Well, simple is as simple does, they say.
Gumshoe: Oh, you've got no idea how much I've missed that biting sarcasm of yours, sir!

Iris: I... I didn't want Mr. Wright to fall into its grip.
Edgeworth: (Well he wound up falling into something much deeper and colder... I probably shouldn't say that out loud, though. Thank god for inner monologue.)

Edgeworth: [referring to some flags on a line] What is this festive-looking ornament?
Larry Butz: It reminds me of art class in grade school. We used to have a lot of fun decorating the classroom with origami. Remember?
Edgeworth: W-Well, I…
Larry Butz: Oh, yeah… You never were any good at it.
Gumshoe: Really?
Larry Butz: Yeah, this guy was so bad, he couldn't even fold a dollar, let alone a crane. Everyone tried to comfort him, but he would just sit there sobbing.
Gumshoe: Really? I never would have expected that.
Edgeworth: Be quiet already! I'll never forget the shame of that day! You want a crane! I can now make a perfect quarter-inch crane without a single flaw!
Larry Butz: … You know, Edgey… Nothing for nothing, but a quarter-inch crane without a single flaw is not easy.
Gumshoe: Yeah, that's quite a feat, Prosecutor Edgeworth!
Edgeworth: (Grr… This is exactly why I hate childhood friends...)

Edgeworth: (Her fingerprints are on the murder weapon...!?)
Gumshoe: ... What's wrong? You're looking really solemn.
Edgeworth: Is this how it is for Wright? Is this what it's like to be a defense lawyer?
Gumshoe: Yeah, I figure it doesn't feel really good.
Edgeworth: ...To be honest, it feels more like it's detrimental to your health.

(Edgeworth has just finished breaking Larry Butz's Psyche-Locks)
Edgeworth: I believe you saw something last night. Something more incredible than lightning.
Butz: ... Wh-what!? Wh-When!? Wh-Where!? Wh-Why!? H-How!?
Gumshoe: Hey! What do you think you're doing!? If you hide anything from Mr. Edgeworth, I'll arrest you on the spot, pal!
Butz: Ah... Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!
(Five more Psyche-Locks appear)
Edgeworth: ...Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Edgeworth: Are…!
von Karma: You…!
Judge: High! The girl… She's very high up in this picture!

von Karma: In truth I was shocked. I came back to America with the intention of defeating you. Instead it was my little brother who was leading the defense.
Phoenix: (Edgeworth... Come to think of it... Edgeworth was pulled into being a prosecutor by Manfred von Karma as well.)
von Karma: Miles Edgeworth told me something very interesting, you know. He said this case has a special significance to you.
Phoenix: Because it does.
von Karma: And that's precisely why I am here. To destroy you in a case that means so much to you!
Phoenix: ... (It's probably the fever, but... She's so openly hostile that it's almost kinda cute.) *whipped* OWW!
von Karma: No smirking!
Phoenix: No whipping the sick!

Edgeworth: How long were you in the bath for?
Bikini: My, my, my! What a filthy little rogue you are! I know what's on your mind!
Edgeworth: …?
Bikini: Your next question is going to be "Where exactly did you wash," isn't it? Ah, THIS is why you have to watch the young ones.
Edgeworth: W-What are you going on about? I was just… *whip* ACK!
von Karma: Pathetic Miles Edgeworth…
Judge: The lowest of the low.
Edgeworth: (Is there some sort of "Kick Me" sign stuck to the defense's bench!?)

von Karma: A fool's fool fools fools who foolishly accept the foolishness of a fool's fool. Wouldn't you agree… Phoenix Wright?
Phoenix: Eh…? Wait a second…I-I know you.… You're…um… (Get's whipped by her) Oww!
von Karma: Your reflexes and mind need to shape up!
Phoenix: (My brain's frying like a sunny-side up and you want me to grill over a name?!)

von Karma: It must be very trying for you, little girl.
Pearl: Ah! You're…
von Karma: I am Franziska von Karma. The Prodigy. There's no need to worry now that I'm here.
Pearl: You're the prosecutor who was so mean to Mystic Maya last year.
von Karma: (Shocked) Well…
Pearl: I…I don't like you. You're nothing but a little girl without a whip!
von Karma: (speechless)
Pearl: Mystic Maya didn't do anything wrong, but you were so mean! I'll never forgive you!
von Karma: (speechless) I…I…!
Phoenix: (It looks like Pearls' words are getting under her skin…)
von Karma: (Angrily and whip Phoenix)
Phoenix: Yeowwww! Why are you whipping me!? I didn't even say anything!
von Karma: You didn't have to. The smile on your lips gave you away!

Godot: As they say.. "A cornered fox is more dangerous than a jackal".
Phoenix: *slams desk* I believe the correct definition of a cornered fox is "scared and petrified".
Godot: … Your animal analogies have grown tiresome!
Phoenix: (You were the one who started it!)

Dahlia: I already told you… Maya Fey is dead.
Phoenix: N-No! Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Godot: I was the one that failed to protect Mia… …Me and no one else. I tried to avert my eyes from the truth… to escape from the harshness of reality. I just couldn't face Mia's death head on, so I ran! I hid behind a mask. I threw away my true name. I couldn't even deal with being a defense attorney anymore, so I quit.
Phoenix: But, but! You saved Maya!
Godot: Yeah. That was my plan… Up until just now, anyway.
Maya: Wh-what do you mean?
Godot: (drinks) Are you listening, Maya? If I had really wanted to save you… …then there's one person that I should have gone and talked to right away.
Maya: Wh-who do you mean? Are you talking about Nick?
Godot: But I didn't do it… I tried to get the help of Iris and your mother… I closed my eyes to the most important man involved. Do you know why? The real reason?
Maya: No… Why?
Godot: I suppose… I wasn't really interested in saving you at all.
Maya: Huh?
Godot: I think I was just trying to salvage what's left of my own broken soul… I was trying to make up for the fact that I couldn't save Mia. Nothing more. That's why I let you walk right into a situation that I knew was dangerous. Forgive me…
Phoenix: Y-You're wrong! You put your life on the line to save Maya!
Godot: *shakes his head* Was it really for Maya's sake…? Even I'm not really sure.
Judge: Wh-What do you mean by that…?
Godot: That night, in the darkness of the garden, when I saw her silhouette…a part of me must have known it… That it wasn't really Dahlia Hawthorne that was standing there in front of me.
Maya: …!
Godot: It could have been Misty Fey… Or even that little girl. But still, I picked up that blade as though I were in a dream! I'm not sure exactly what was going on in my mind at that point… Was I really motivated by a pure desire to protect Maya Fey? Or was it something else…? Was it hatred for a woman who had stolen everything from me 6 years earlier…? Could it have been simply a desire for revenge? And now, I don't know anything anymore! I did learn something today, however. I finally realized that I was the arrogant one. I was just… chasing an illusion, a fantasy. The stupid fantasy of defeating you in the courtroom…
Godot: You were the one who taught me that. You never ran away from Mia's death. Instead, you picked up where she left off, as a true defender of the people. In that one moment... I understood everything!
Phoenix: Mr. Godot…
Godot: *shakes his head* I'm sure you already know this…but if you don't… My name is… Diego Armando.
Maya: M-Mr. Armando! I believe in you! I know you were trying to save me!
Godot: (blood seeps out from under his visor) Hmm… Thanks.
Phoenix: Y-Your wound…! It's bleeding!
Godot: ...Ha! Did you forget already? In my world, the color red doesn't exist.
Phoenix: ...!
Godot: These must be… my tears.
Judge: Tears…?
Godot: Ever since I woke up from my coma… …I think I've been waiting for this very moment.
Maya: M-Mr. Armando…
Godot: You'd do well to remember this, Maya. The only time a lawyer can cry is when it's all over.

Iris: I want to… I want to apologize to you.
Phoenix: Apologize? To me? For what?
Iris: For the case six years ago, of course.
Judge: I just remembered… Weren't you poisoned by your own lover?
Phoenix: …Not exactly, but yeah, something like that. Even now… 6 years later, I can hardly believe it. She was going to do it… She was planning to kill me…
Iris: ……It's not all that surprising. The two of you… You hardly knew each other.
Phoenix: Huh...? What do you mean?
Iris: You and my sister… You only met twice.
Phoenix: ……Huh. W-We only met t-twice?
Iris: The first time you met was on that fateful day… The day she poisoned Mr. Armando in the cafeteria of this very courtroom. The next time you met her was… six months later. You met her again on the day that she stole your cold medicine… and Doug Swallows was killed.
Phoenix: N-N-No way! It just… It can't be true! I mean, during our whole relationship, we were...
Iris: ……For those six months… …the girl that you thought was Dahlia Hawthorne… She wasn't actually my sister.
Phoenix: (Huh? It wasn't Dahlia…?)
Iris: I hope one day you can forgive me… Feenie.
Phoenix: You… Y-Y-You mean…?
Iris: That's right… I lied to you… for six months.
Judge: B-But why…!? Why would you do such a thing?
Iris: Ever since she gave you the bottle that day… my sister was trying to get it back as soon as she possibly could. Because of the police investigation and their surveillance… she couldn't move about freely.
Phoenix: So that's why you…?
Iris: My sister… From the beginning, she was prepared for the worst.
Phoenix: P-Prepared for the worst?
Iris: She thought that you might discover the truth. That's why she was always ready to deal with you at a moment's notice…
Phoenix: (You mean she was ready to kill me, don't you…?)
Iris: She already had so much to answer for, I didn't want any more sins on her soul. I begged her not to do it, and she agreed to give me a chance.
Phoenix: And that's why… you came to me? You came to get the bottle pendant back from me in her place?
Iris: But I couldn't get you to give it back… I failed at something even as simple as that. Six months passed and I still couldn't get it back from you. Finally, my sister couldn't wait any longer. She didn't consult me about her plans for you that day. …It was the first time that had ever happened.
Phoenix: That was a bit strange, wasn't it? Up until that day, you two were partners in crime, and she would confer with you…
Iris: I think… she must have noticed.
Phoenix: …? Noticed what?
Iris: My feelings for you. If I had found out that she planned to kill you… …I would have done whatever was neccesary to stop her. Even if it meant her life… or mine.
Phoenix: I-Iris…!
Iris: After spending half a year by your side… My feelings for you… They changed.
Phoenix: …… I have something to say to you, too.
Iris: Y-Yes?
Phoenix: You really are the person I always thought you were. Even after Dahlia Hawthorne was found guilty… I still believed in you.
Iris: …… Thank you.
Judge: I'm terrible sorry, but what you heard from someone else simply isn't admissible as testimony.
Maya: Whaaaaat?! Pearly wouldn't lie! Pearly's a way more honest person than I'll ever be!
Phoenix: (Real smart Maya. You always know what to say when you're under oath.)


Phoenix: It's only natural for living creatures to fight to protect their own lives. But what makes us human is that we fight for others. But who do you fight for? How hard must you fight...? That's the true measure of what human life is worth. We defense attorneys are warriors who are constantly challenged by that question. Even when the battle is over, and the bonds that connect us are severed... We always return... Time and time again. Mia, Maya, Pearls, Mr. Armando... and Maya's mother, too... I learned that... from all of them.

Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney

Turnabout Trump

Apollo Justice

  • Isn't violence against hair a crime, Your Honor?
  • Don't worry. I was up at 5AM practicing my "Chords of Steel!"

Winston Payne

  • To think I saw you enter this room a fresh attorney... and now I'll see you leave in chains.
  • Yes, it seems our defense attorney has sunk to an all new low.
  • The defendant took a bottle to the victim... and he hit him!! WHAM! On the head! Out cold!


Apollo: No need to worry sir! I'm fine!
Kirstoph: Ah, and Apollo? You shouldn't say you're fine so much. People might think wrong about you.
Apollo: *gulp*

Judge: I was under the impression that you would be heading up the defence today.
Kirstoph: Well, yes I was Your Honour, but a client's requests must be met and my client specifically asked for Justice.
Judge: Well of course he wants Justice, but to entrust the case with this greenhorn... I do not exaggerate when I say you're the best defence attorney in town Mr Gavin.
Apollo: (Ok, so Gavin's got experience. Fine. But does he have "Chords of Steel"..?)

Payne: Attorneys these days... You don't know your poker?
Judge: I can't say this bodes well for your career… or your case.
Apollo: (What is this, some kind of secret courtroom poker ring?)

Apollo: Objection! Ob-ject-ion!
Judge: No need to shout, Mr. Justice! I can hear you just fine!
Apollo: Aha ha ha…
Kristoph: Excess yelling can damage the judge's ears… and our case.
Apollo: (B-But what about my Chords of Steel…?)

Judge: H-hold on just a moment! Where's the witness?
Payne:: I'm surmise that she has been frightened by the defense's demonic-looking horns!
Apollo: (So I used a little hair gel! Relax, people!)
Judge: Have no fear! If any horns point in your direction this court will cut them off.
Olga: (Still scared)…You… are sure?
Judge: I swear it on my gavel! Please, come out!
Apollo: Isn't violence against hair a crime, Your Honor?

Kristoph: (after Apollo figured out about that Phoenix was winning the poker game) Well done, Apollo. It almost as if you figured it out yourself.
Apollo: Well, I'm just glad I was the one who said it!

Apollo: Because... Mr. Wright can't lose!
Kristoph:Um... Apollo? Maybe you could come up with a more legitimate objection?

Some wrong choices on recreating a crime scene

Judge: Which indicator in this diagram contradicts what we know about the crime?
Apollo: TAKE THAT!

(No indicator)

Apollo: This indicator has to be wrong!
Judge: Which indicator is that? I'm not sure I see anything there.
Apollo: ...Um... Look closer?
Judge: Oh yes, I see something there now... Why it's a penalty!


Apollo: The indicator in question is... the victim's!
Judge: I... see no particular problem with the victim's location.
Apollo: Ah, good. That's good to know.
Judge: No, it's not! Penalty!

1st Witness

Apollo: What doesn't make sense is the witness!
Judge: Ms Olga Orly? Wasn't she unconscious at the time?
Apollo: ...Erm, yes. I suppose she was.
Judge: I fail to see how an unconscious witness can contradict anything. Yet this conscious Judge can penalize you, and he just did!

2nd Witness

Kirstoph: You mean to say I don't make sense?
Apollo: N-No! Of course you do s-sir!
Kirstoph: As I thought.
Apollo: (Help...)

Turnabout Corners

Apollo Justice

  • Here's what I want you to do, Trucy. Take that memory, gently lock it away deep in your heart, and never speak of it.
  • (Why does he have to be so... cool?)
  • *towards Wesley Stickler* (Fine. Ignore my evidence. See if I care. ...I wonder what he's think- On second thoughts, let's not go there.)
  • (W-What's that noise?!)

Phoenix Wright

  • Ah, 'presenting' are we? I used to do a fair share of that myself.
  • *Looks at attorney badge* What's that? It looks strangly familiar...

Klavier Gavin

  • I must say I'm used to being inspected by the ladies... But this is the first time I've felt this way with a man.
  • Tell me you share my angst, Herr Forehead.
  • This is a contradiction... as big as your Forehead!
  • Achtung baby! Today we play it my way!

The Judge

  • Is that... woman underwear?
  • Too many brides these days can't even weave baskets blindfolded... underwater.
  • Let's see... PANTIES!! Again!?

Ema Skye

  • Move along or I may spill something on your face. Want a dose of experimental Hydroxyacelunodosetrase?
  • Quiet please... It's snack time.


Trucy: Little Plum? That's a really cute name for someone so...
Plum: Yes...? *Shows her sword*
Apollo: Wh-whoa!
Trucy: What is it, Apollo?
Apollo: How about you go through me when talking to her, OK, Trucy?
Trucy: Huh? That seems like a bit of a needless procedure.
Apollo: I'm a lawyer. I live for needless procedures.

Trucy: Oh hey! An attorney badge? My Daddy has one of those too. Here, give that to me a second. Now if I do this... and this... ta da!
Apollo: Ack! My badge! Bring it back!
Trucy: Don't worry, just check your pocket.
Apollo: My pocket! (T-There's something in there!) ...This is... the flyer for your talent agency?!
Trucy: And here's your badge. You can have it back now.

Trucy: *In the Meraktis Clinic garage* Alright! Let's see if we can find some clues. Clues for finding a panty snatcher! Clues... like a pair of panties!
Apollo: Um... Trucy. Could you stop saying panties so much, please?

Apollo: This is my evidence.
Judge: What? More panties?!
Klavier: How many panties are you carrying in your pocket, Herr Forehead?
Apollo: These are the last!! Honest!!

Apollo: *presenting Trucy's panties to Phoenix* We found these too. They're Trucy's.
Phoenix: Good job, Apollo. But as a father, I have to wonder why you're still carrying around Trucy's panties in your pocket.
Apollo: *Ulp!*

Trucy: Ack! Don't touch Mr Charley!
Apollo: "Mister" Charley...?
Trucy: He's been in this office much longer than I have! Daddy's mentor had a great fondness for Mr Charley. He's lived here ever since Daddy was a rookie attorney.
Apollo: Huh. (Mr Charley... riiight.)

Apollo: That's one of those hula hoop things everyone was crazy about way back when.
Trucy: Really? I had no idea they were that popular!
Apollo: I'm not so bad with one myself, actually.
Trucy: Eh!? I-I'm still learning... So you can really make someone levitate with it? Show me!
Apollo: Huh!? I-I have no idea how! (It's just a normal hula hoop, isn't it?)

Apollo: That table... doesn't look very sturdy.
Trucy: You've never seen one of these? It's a magic table!
Apollo: So, like, you make this teapot disappear?
Trucy: So you might think! But that's not it... Before your very eyes, the contents of the pot change! ...From Earl Grey to Darjeeling!
Apollo: Kinda hard to see the difference I'd think...

Trucy: Little Plum? That's a really cute name for someone so...
Plum: Yes...? *draws sword from broom*
Apollo: Whoa!
Trucy: What is it Apollo?
Apollo: How about you go through me when talking to her, OK, Trucy?
Trucy: Huh? That seems like a bit of a needless procedure.
Apollo: I'm a lawyer. I live for needless procedures.

Apollo: Looks like there's some trouble by the park gate.
Trucy: I smell an incident!
Officer: Ma'am! There's no entry to the park!
Old Lady: Now don't you tell me where I can't go, young fella! *climbing over hedge* I always walk through this park on my way home!
Officer: Please, get down from there! You'll hurt yourself, ma'am!
Apollo: (That's quite the determined old lady...)

*Trucy has just been taken from the courtroom in a suprise attack as Apollo chases her. She is standing in the lobby*

Apollo: Trucy! You're ok! *sniff* *sob*
Trucy: Don't cry Apollo!
Apollo: Grr... Those good for nothing gangsters, there are some things you just don't do! I'm pressing charges!
Trucy: Wait! Just calm down, Apollo. Or else...

* Trucy presses a button and Mr Hat appears*

Apollo: Aaaauuugh! Wh-Wh-What the heck is that?
Trucy: Suprised? This is one of my best tricks! The Amazing Mr Hat!
Mr Hat: 'You look mahvelous, dahling!'
Apollo: ...
Trucy: He's a big hit on stage at the Wonder Bar.
Mr Hat: 'Yes. I am a big hit. Ha ha ha.'
Trucy: Well, what do ya think? Do ya like it?
Apollo: You mean you... Trucy! There are some things you just don't do! I...I'm pressing charges!

Trucy: So Mr. Meraktis was your rival?
Guy: ...You like those onions they put in the soup broth?
Apollo: Um, yeah, kind of.
Guy: You take a spoon, you drink some broth... Those onions will find their way in there. For people who like 'em, why that's just fine. For people who hate 'em... ...I hate onions. Hate 'em! Always sneaking in from the side, gettin' in the way of a good tastin' spoonful. Well, that's what he was. An onion! Onion-boy, that's what I called 'im.
Apollo: So... you weren't exactly friends.

Turnabout Serenade

Apollo Justice

  • (Who would have imagined me here... a Gavinners concert, watching Prosecutor Gavin "rock".)
  • ...Valant Gramarye! (...Using the door like an average muggle, no less.)
  • (C'mon. Can't I be cool for once!?)
  • I should have learnt to play the guitar. "Chords of Steel" aren't very romantic.

Trucy Wright

  • Sounds like they're having a spat. One of those "differences in musical direction" bands are always splitting up over.
  • How can you call someone as good as Machi a "pianist"? Why, that's like throwing him in the same class as Daddy!

Klavier Gavin

  • I play new rock, not Great Balls of Fire! Speaking of fire, I have a good mind to fire whoever's responsible!
  • The only thing wrong with Herr Forehead is his massive forehead.

Ema Skye

  • Call me Ema. There's no need for titles once you've shared a bottle of fingerprinting powder!
  • Why can't we have a normal, straightforward killing once in awhile in this country!?

The Judge

  • (About a code number left by victim) Wait, what if the killer was a robot?


Apollo: *breaking silence* W-What?
Trucy: You know... just for a moment there... you were cool.

Apollo: Um... Ema?


Apollo: (She Snackoo'd me...)

Trucy: Yeah, but I'm a girl! I'm supposed to swoon over gods of rock!
Apollo: God-awful, maybe.

Trucy Ooh! Apollo! Can I have some of that fruit please?
Ema: Absoluetly not!
Trucy: Yeah, yeah I know. But still I yearn!
Ema: Well, you're not the only one eyeing that fruit!
Trucy: So what are we waiting for? Let's eat!
Ema: Exactly!
Apollo: Woah! Woah! Woah! Are you two crazy? Ema you should know better.
Ema: But s-she tempted me... She's a temptress!
Apollo: (Please grow up...)

Apollo: Look at all these presents. Lamiroir sure is popular.
Trucy: I got a present once, from a person in the audience.
Apollo: That's pretty cool.
Trucy: Isn't it! Maybe you'll get one someday. ...From someone you defend!
Apollo: (That's called getting paid, and I certainly hope I do.)

Apollo: It...It was a great concert.
Lamiroir: You heard me sing? Thank you.
Apollo: I was hoping to get an autograph later, actually...
Lamiroir: Of course.
Judge: Mr. Justice. This is a cross-examination! You're out of line! If anyone deserves an autograph here, it's me. One of my gavel would be nice.
Klavier: Herr Judge. (Toss an autograph of himself to the judge)
Judge: Wh-What's this?
Klavier: It's my autograph. Now keep this trial moving.
Judge: Wh-What!? Oh, my grandchild will be so happy!
Apollo: (Apparently, his grandson is a big fan...)

Apollo: Well, what did you say for yourself?
Lamiroir: (speaks in gibberish)
Klavier:...She says "English is very difficult".
Apollo: That trick 's not going to work here.

Apollo: That's one of the biggest expensive-looking TV's I've ever seen.
Trucy: Too bad you'll never own one.
Apollo: "Never"'s kind of harsh, Trucy.
Trucy: Hmm. How about 'for all eternity' then?

Trucy: You know, my Daddy isn't very good with heights.
Apollo: Huh? Really?
Trucy: Yeah, he took me on this big Ferris Wheel once. Halfway to the top he turned green and kept mumbling "objection" over and over again.
Apollo: (Poor guy...)

Turnabout Succesion

Apollo Justice

  • "Attorney Utterly Confused", end quote.
  • Or "I Still Have No Idea What You're Talking About", end quote, I might say.
  • ("Judge Has Active Imagination"... end quote.)
  • Believe me, any comic relief I may provide is entirely unintentional.

Phoenix Wright

  • (I didn't lose, I was merely ascertaining the facts... so why am I so annoyed?!)
  • (I think our friendly neighbourhood Mr Hat just gave me a heart attack...)
  • "OBJECTION!" I can't help it, there's something about this model's pose that makes me yell that. I've got to get over it... I know! I'll pretend it's saying something else. 'Why yes! The post office is over there! Good day sir!'

Klavier Gavin

  • Welcome back to reality! We've been waiting for you.
  • Well we know the motive for the killer now, except the killer would be you Herr Judge and the victim would be Herr Forehead!

Kristoph Gavin

  • What possible conclusion do you think this "investigation" of yours can lead to? I killed a man named "Smith" with a bottle because I am an evil human being. ...Isn't that enough?
  • Well, well, well. Whoever heard of a thief in jail?


Trucy: Have you ever thought, all those spikes protect it's top but what about underneath it?
Apollo: (Must remember to keep Trucy away from small, round fish...)
Phoenix: Can you tell me more about Zak Gramayre?
Trucy: Daddy? Sure thing Daddy!
Phoenix: (Which Daddy was that again?)
Trucy: Here goes! Give us an impression Mr Hat!
Mr Hat: Objection!!! *Ahem!*
Apollo: That wasn't very good, and besides I prefer Ms Magic Underwear -
Trucy: -That's Magic Panties Apollo!!
Klavier: Many boys and girls joined the police because of that pistol, I hear.
Phoenix: (You know, that would explain a lot about the police force.)


  • Various people: Objection!
  • Phoenix Wright/Mia Fey/Miles Edgeworth/Apollo Justice: (When prompted to present evidence) Take that!
  • Phoenix Wright/Mia Fey/Miles Edgeworth/Apollo Justice: (When pressing witnesses) Hold it!
  • Apollo Justice: (When spotting body language indicating a lie) Gotcha!

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