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[4th wall]
[ The feed sputters on to one Miles Edgeworth giving the network the most confused face. ]
I woke up this morning and went outside for a walk... did the hotel in Olivine always have this wriggling piece of plywood outside its doors?
[ He pans the camera around to show a ragged-looking mascot dancing pitifully, on and on. ]

I woke up this morning and went outside for a walk... did the hotel in Olivine always have this wriggling piece of plywood outside its doors?
[ He pans the camera around to show a ragged-looking mascot dancing pitifully, on and on. ]
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[It really wouldn't surprise him right now to realise he's dreaming.]
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[He wants to know more!]
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[He smiles. Deep down, it's comforting to know he'll stay alive for so long.]
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What do you think of him, if I may ask?
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... But Mr. de Killer is fine. I can respect him for now.
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[And then he adds, quiet and unsure:] The Mr. de Killer that I know is the most honourable man I have ever met.
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[And deadly, too.]
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... And you are like that as well. [ You came when you thought I fell down a well, and you don't lie. You just don't. ]
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His name was Edgeworth.
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I don't believe I know of him.
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I see. That's fine.
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