Episode 18: The Destruction of TallgeeseNote: Words in [ ] represent thoughts. Episode 18: The Destruction of Tallgeese Quatre: Are you ... are you telling me to leave, Sandrock? Thank you, my Sandrock. Title: The Destruction of Tallgeese Soldier: We have information on the engineers in question. Lady Une: All five of them? Soldier: Yes. Apparently they originally participated in creating Mobile Suits for OZ. Lady Une: Really? Soldier: In the middle of building the Tallgeese, or, shall we say, when the designs for the Tallgeese had been completed, they all vanished without a trace. Lady Une: Tallgeese? The Mobile Suit of Zechs'. That's the prototype Leo? Soldier: It was designed twenty years ago on the Earth, and was the strongest Mobile Suit. Lady Une: The word "strongest" is inappropriate. Soldier: Yes, ma'am. Lady Une: "Strongest" is a word that all soldiers must use to describe themselves. Have those five create it. A Mobile Suit stronger than the Tallgeese, no, even stronger than the Gundams. Soldier: Chief. I've brought Captain Zechs. Chief: Welcome. I apologize for the close quarters. Please sit here. Chief: There is no need for that with Captain Zechs. You're dismissed. Treize: I'm sorry to put you through such discomfort, Zechs. Zechs: Please don't be concerned about it, Your Excellency, Treize. I was prepared for this. Treize: However. If you will continue to lend your strength to the Romafeller Foundation, your return home will not be such a difficult thing. Zechs: My strength? Treize: The Romafeller Foundation is concerned with the Gundams, currently the strongest Mobile Suits. Would you fight against the Gundams again? Zechs: Your Excellency, I'm sorry, but I don't think I wish to place myself under the authority of the Romafeller Foundation. Treize: What? Zechs: Fighting Gundams is a matter of individual feelings, not part of a war. I am finished fighting with Gundams. Treize: I see. Well then, Zechs, will you die for OZ? If you are judged and found guilty, that will be a minus for OZ, but your death would move many soldiers. Even the high ranking members of the Romafeller Foundation would be satisfied. The Lightning Count would become a legendary hero. It would be splendid. There is that much value in your death. If you die, you have freedom. Farewell, Zechs Merquise. Tsubarov: Begin the attack. Dermail: So this is the Mobile Doll system. Tsubarov: It was developed on these old-fashioned Leos, so we have to control them from here, but there is no such problem with the Tauruses in space. Dermail: Their abilities are impressive. The Mobile Dolls will bemore than satisfactory to our troops, Tsubarov. Tsubarov: No, the day is near when they will replace the men, I believe. Tsubarov: What! Soldier: Some unknown person is attacking us. We have no other information. Tsubarov: Fine. It's a good target for the Mobile Dolls. Order them to attack. Tsubarov: Some pathetic enemy spy, I suppose. Soldier: Communication established. The enemy Leo is... Colonel Treize... Tsubarov: What? Soldier: Break off the attack! Stop! Treize: I thought I'd challenge the Mobile Dolls as a representative of all living soldiers. Tsubarov: Do you want to die? Colonel Treize. Mobile Dolls won't show you any human compassion. Treize: If the Mobile Dolls are superior, then there is no need for me to continue living. I would like to compete with them here and find out. So... Tsubarov: It doesn't matter. Shoot the Colonel. Kill him! Soldier: But... Tsubarov: That's an order! He's intending to kill us! Go ahead, do it! Soldier: No, I cannot. Tsubarov: Out of the way! I'll do it! Soldier: Please stop! Tsubarov: Shut up! Treize: This is Treize Kushrenada. Kill Tsubarov. Soldier: Yes, sir. Tsubarov: You bastards! Tsubarov: Stop it! Soldier: As ordered by Colonel Treize, we will now execute you. Treize: It's over, isn't it... Tsubarov Gishchou. Fighting with Mobile warriors is not war. It's our victory. I rescind the order. Mobile Dolls and soldiers are all commanded by human beings. I would like you to appreciate humans a little more, and love them a little more. Treize: Zechs. Come back soon. Without you here, OZ allows unworthy men the stupidest actions. Soldier: It's coming! The shuttle that was stolen! Officer: It's true that this is a route OZ doesn't use very frequently. Soldier: Then it's us who will take control of the Gundam, right? Officer: Actually, just the Gundam pilot. The shuttle that's headed this way isn't a transportation type. Soldier: Then, what do you intend to do with the pilot? Officer: We can assume that the Gundam pilot is returning to space in order to fight OZ. We're up against the same enemy, so we should form an alliance. Soldier: You don't think there's a possibility that OZ has allowed this shuttle to come here? Officer: To trick us and then betray us? For OZ, there is only upfront confrontation. Soldier: Sir! OZ Mobile Suits are approaching rapidly! They seem to be Tauruses. Officer: Prepare for battle! Soldier: We have twenty Mobile Suits fitted for space. We'll win. Officer: I've told you not to underestimate OZ. They must be aware that the remainder of a Federation space unit is in this area. What we must do is bet the survival of the last of the Federation forces on this fight, and not hand over the Gundam pilot to them! Nichols: Federation Mobile Suits are here? Why? OZ pilot: They're waiting for reinforcements, the Gundams, sir. Nichol: What? Gundam? They've discovered a Gundam coming from the Earth? OZ pilot: According to inner sources, They're Romafeller Foundation space-type Leos. Nichol: Right. Order the Mobile Dolls to lock on target and attack. I leave them to you. I'm going after the shuttle. OZ pilot: Yes, sir. Dr. J: I suppose they thought an unmanned Mobile Suit that could operate in space and never sustain injuries would make a wonderful weapon. Fighting without risking your life is just a game. People who start wars aren't stupid. Their blood is spilled for a purpose. Professor G: Stupid humans see the blood and are able to feel regret, no matter how slight it is. But if war is demoted to a game, then it's only for amusement. Dr. S: If they could decide a victor through a game, good. No one would have to die. Lady Une: If your opponent has the technology. Dr. J: It's not that we don't have the technology. It's because the responsibility for war is something people should feel with their own bodies that we don't give it to them. Lady Une: Can you give it to us? Then that means you'll live a bit longer. Professor H: Sorry. We'd rather die than do that. Laoshi O: You young people are thinking rationally, but war is not a rational thing. Lady Une: I was thinking of making you five create a Mobile Suit that will exceed the abilities of the Tallgeese and even the Gundams, but... Dr. J: Kill us! We have no interest in helping you fight a war that's just a game. Lady Une: It seems our negotiations have broken down. Soldier: Ma'am! Incoming communication from Lieutenant Nichol. Lady Une: What is it, Nichol? Nichol: Lady Une, the Federation forces are attempting to ally themselves with a Gundam pilot. Lady Une: The idiots. It doesn't matter. Destroy everything. Nichol: Yes, ma'am. Soldier: They're fast. We can't match their speed. Who's piloting those things? Nichol: We have defeated the unit. I am about to capture the shuttle. Lady Une: Capture it? Don't do such useless things. We have no need for a Gundam pilot without a Gundam. Kill him. Nichol: Yes, ma'am. Dr. J: Wait! Loan me the transmitter. Lady Une: Hm? Alright. Quatre: ...This is Quatre. Your friend, come back into space. Come on, let's protect the colonies together... Dr. J: He has the power to bring all five Gundam pilots together, doesn't he? Quatre: ...This is Quatre. Your friend, come back into space. Come on, let's protect the colonies together... Dr. J: Rescind the order to destroy the shuttle! Lady Une: Oh? You have a kind heart, it seems. Well then, everything will work out. Dr. J: I can't believe we have to build a Gundam for OZ... Lady Une: That's not quite right. I'm telling you to build a Mobile Suit that will exceed a Gundam. Officer: Hm? A child? That boy is a Gundam pilot? But he's so young. Soldier: Captain! The Tauruses are heading this way! Officer: They're fast... Try to engage them as far away from the shuttle as possible. Soldier: Acknowledged. Officer: I won't let you die. OZ soldier: Capture the shuttle. Stop attacking it. Tauruses, leave the vicinity of the shuttle. Nichol: What? Stop the attack?! OZ soldier: You're to leave the shuttle alone. Lady Une: Even though space is vast, rubbish must still be disposed of. Nichol. Of course you are to blow it up. Nichol: Acknowledged. Nichol: She can take care of space, and I'll take care of the shuttle. Nichol: The shuttle is still silent. I'll begin the rubbish disposal. What? The shuttle's alive. Destroy it now! OZ pilot: Fire! Federation officer: Right now, we have no strength to oppose OZ. But this pilot could do it. If only our hopes are not disappointed. Quatre: ...Come on, let's protect space together... Zechs: That helicopter's come for you? Chief: How did the repairs on the Tallgeese go? Zechs: Thanks to your men, it's all taken care of. I appreciate it. Soldier: Chief, the radar shows something heading this way. Chief: He's right on time. Zechs: This ship is going to sink. I'm sorry. Chief: Please do as you like with it. I have mixed emotions, but, Captain, please make use of it. Zechs: Thank you for everything. Chief: Goodbye. Zechs: It's time for battle, Tallgeese. Zechs: Fifty Aries and twenty Cancers. I have to show him that he has underestimated my life. Zechs: How many Mobile Suits are left?! Zechs: About 120. But I won't die yet. Treize! Don't pursue me like this! I won't be able to fulfill the Chief's expectations. Our friendship of comrades will last only until my mask cracks apart ...Treize. I can't be your friend. Farewell, Treize. Heero: There is only one planet in the solar system inhabited by life, the Earth. ...A.C. 195. With the development of colonies, human beings have used the new resources and their own strength to create new lands. However, at most, they are poor imitations of their mother, the Earth. What meaning was there in building the colonies? How about just to further develop technology so that on the Earth, human beings would lead more comfortable lives? Aren't humans living in these imitations of Earth holding on to impossible hopes? With no threats from nature, their lives became more stable than those of people on Earth. Endless expansion seemed to promise eternal [something unintelligible]. Wasn't there an age when it was unforgivable to think of life starting from zero in the universe? But there is no way that the colonies, no, that human beings, could forget the Earth. What has the technology for the development of colonies done for the Earth? The most pursued advances on the Earth are those resulting in military strength. Humans have never been able to break away from their habits of destruction. Now the colonies are studying war technology. They can't forget the Earth. The beauty of the Earth is [something unintelligible]. Human beings, those animals that came to possess so much strength, began to think about controlling a whole planet. The existence of life on a planet is after all only a matter of accidental chance. Humans can think all they want, but they can't change anything. The time humans have spent in space has been wasted. It has all been nothing but a dream. The lie of our artificial living space, and the lie of pacifism, do nothing but give birth to more fighting than ever before. War claims many lives, and human beings have never forgotten that sorrow, yet they never try to give up fighting. The blood and tears are spilled, to be considered nothing more than decorations for some ceremony. The history of many ages is told through its wars. Saying we fight for peace is a pretty lie that has been repeated over and over in the past. The colonies are no different from the Earth that builds up military strength to preserve peace. They are the same. We live, and rise up, through the spilling of blood... Teacher: Thank you. Please stop there, Duo Maxwell. Let's not pursue that theme any more. It's not good to upset everyone. For a transfer student's greeting, I don't think that was appropriate. All right, Duo, you may take a seat in the back row. Heero: [Well then, why do humans fight? Is it our reason to exist? Is there a perfection in humans who fight? And maybe we don't see how dirtied humans become from fighting wars.] Back