A Collection Of Things That Amuse Me

Edgeworth: Just so you know, Wright, I am the lead prosecutor on this case.

Phoenix: What?! You?!

Edgeworth: Yes. It appears we’ll be standing on opposite ends of the battlefield this time around.

Phoenix: (So I’ll be up against Edgeworth tomorrow...)

Edgeworth: I always prosecute to the utmost of my abilities, regardless of who I’m up against.

Edgeworth: And I’m warning you, Wright. I won’t hold back, not for you or anyone else.

Phoenix: (Thanks for the warning, Your Rightesousness.)

Edgeworth: Already started your investigation, I see. I suppose I should praise your enthusiasm.

Phoenix: You don’t need to patronize me, Edgeworth...

Phoenix: Just because you’re chief prosecutor doesn’t make you better than me.

Edgeworth: But when I see a lawyer from some tiny, obscure office hard at work...

...it’s only natural that I should want to do my part to help the socially impoverished.

Edgeworth: So the suspect is claiming that she made a wish on that pendant...

...and was transported back in time.

Phoenix: Y-Yeah...

Edgeworth: Hah! Of all the ridiculous things in this world!

Edgeworth: and you actually believe this fantastic story of hers?

Phoenix: Umm... W-Well, I, uh...

Edgeworth: Hmph. You should drop this case if you can’t bring yourself to believe in your own client’s words.

Edgeworth: Not that I can blame you for your skepticism, mind you.

Phoenix: Nnngh...

Edgeworth: A flying wedding chapel... That’s a rather romantic venue, isn’t it?

Phoenix: Romantic? I never thought I’d hear THAT word come out of your mouth. Are you feeling okay there?

Edgeworth: What? Am I not allowed to think such a thing?

Phoenix: W-Wait. You’re not thinking about finally settling down and getting married, are you?

Edgeworth:

Why do you always have to jump to such extreme conclusions?

Edgeworth: For your information, I have no intention of doing such a thing... What about you, Wright?

Phoenix: No plans here for now, even if I wanted to...

???: Hmph. I see you haven’t changed a bit, Larry.

Phoenix: E-Edgeworth! I figured that car belonged to you.

Phoenix: But when did you become Maya’s chauffeur?

Edgeworth: Its nothing like that. I just happened to run into her en route, and picked her up.

Edgeworth: And by ‘run into her,’ I mean she jumped out in front of my car. I nearly ran her down.

Phoenix: (This is Miles Edgeworth.)

Phoenix: (He’s a friend of mine, and the district’s chief prosecutor. I heard he’s been busy lately...)

Phoenix: So what brings you here? Wait... Don’t tell me Larry called you up, too?

*vroom*

Phoenix: Th-That red sports car!

Phoenix: Larry, don’t tell me you called...

Larry: You know it, buddy!

???: I trust you’ve been well, Wright?

Phoenix: !

Maya: Surprise! Now, admit it — that was a pretty good Mr. Edgeworth impression, wasn’t it?

Phoenix: M-Maya! What are you doing here?

Maya: Larry called me up!