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"Too many brides these days can't even weave baskets blindfolded... underwater."

"Why can't we have a normal, straightforward killing once in awhile in this country!?"

"I cannot recommend looking at that sketch. His (Larry's) "works of art" are a force of nature best measured on the Richter scale."

"Is that... women's underwear?"

"Sounds like they're having a spat. One of those "differences in musical direction" bands are always splitting up over."

"Call me Ema. There's no need for titles once you've shared a bottle of fingerprinting powder!"

"The guard is glaring at me. "If someone glares at you, it's only polite to return the favor," is what I was taught."

"(to Gumshoe after leaving out an important detail) This is exactly why your salary keeps getting cut!"

"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."

"Achtung, baby! Today, we play it my way!"

"(C'mon. Can't I be cool for once!?)"

"(Note to self: Ema lacks a sense of humor. Use caution.)"

"Herr Forehead, save your wild accusations for the court. I do so enjoy the penalties."

"Now you've done it. You've gone beyond ridiculous and into... ludicrous."

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

"You huffy, puffy, loosey-goosey excuse for a whimpering, whining wuss of a witness!"

"(Was it the evidence or the power of my glare that broke that lock...?)"

"("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!)"

"To think I saw you enter this room a fresh attorney... and now I'll see you leave in chains."

"What about me!? Don't I get to prosecute anyone!?"

"Ah, 'presenting' are we? I used to do a fair share of that myself."

"A glaring contradiction to be sure... More glaring than your forehead!"

"Quiet please... It's snack time."

"...Valant Gramarye! (...Using the door like an average muggle, no less.)"

"I should have learned to play the guitar. "Chords of Steel" aren't very romantic."

"But I'm a lawyer! I'm not supposed to be nice!"

"How can you call someone as good as Machi a "pianist"? Why, that's like throwing him in the same class as Daddy!"

"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."

"Someday you'll come to understand... the importance of thinking for yourself."

"The truth is... when I was a little boy... I wanted to be a wizard."

"From the day I was born to the day I died, I never helped anyone! I lived for myself and, in the end, I died for myself."

"He's got so much pride that he's probably off crying in a corner of the garden..."

"Pride is simply another trap that hinders us in our lives."

"(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?)"

"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...)"

"I-I'm a spoon?! I'm no spoony bard, I'll have you know!"

"Don't worry. I was up at 5 A.M. practicing my "Chords of Steel!""

"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!"

"(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.)"

"Looks at attorney badge* What's that? It looks strangely familiar..."

"Tell me you share my angst, Herr Forehead."

"Let's see... PANTIES!! Again!?"

"Why don't you kids run along and play someplace else? Or I might spill something on that pretty face of yours. Want a dose of experimental Hydroxyacelunodosetrase?"

"(Who would have imagined me here... ...at a Gavinners concert, watching Prosecutor Gavin "rock".)"

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