042. bozen no chichi
042. the father before the grave
Knox: Yo.
Roy: Yeah. Where is your ailment?
Knox: Lumbago.
Roy: A coroner has to stand for the whole day and that takes quite a toll on an aged body.
Knox: That thing you burnt was very familiar. What are you scheming?
Roy: ... You know I was scheming something, yet you still concluded that thing was Second Lieutenant Ross, uhm.
Knox: It should have been done like I said, "burn her with a little more skill". For a burnt corpse, the way her limbs were bent was laughable. Since the teeth matched perfectly, it can be passed of as Second Lieutenant Ross herself. If the coroner wasn't me, there might have been trouble.
Roy: On the day that Second Lieutenant Ross escaped, there was a large scale fire at a military factory, wasn't it? Quite a number of burnt bodies were found. You are involved in working out the specific identities of the burnt bodies.
Knox: ... I'm amazed. So you just expected me, someone whom you have never met ever since Ishval, to help you.
Roy: Because we're war buddies.
Knox: "War buddies" is such a casual relationship, right? How I miss those days. You burn them, then I dissect them. Ishval was one humongous testing ground for human bodies. We're not war buddies, we're accomplices. [...]
Knox: Taking such risky ventures will end up backfiring you some day.
Roy: It already did.
Knox: The anatomy of the spinal cord... Who's the patient?
Roy: My subordinate's spinal cord is injured, his lower body is paralyzed.
Knox: There's probably nothing that can be done, you know? Judging from the extent of the injury and that it's to the spinal cord, well... It will probably be difficult for him to return to military service.
044. namae no nai haka
044. grave without a name
Roy: ... We were one step behind. I've heard that one of the homunculi could change his appearance. This might be his work.
Breda: Damn... ugly bastard! I've spent all my vacation time. I can't move freely anymore.
Roy: A stalemate, huh?
Havoc: That's my mother and someone from the retirement department.
Roy: Retire...
Havoc: Becuse of circumstances where I was injured in the field of battle, I now have to retire.
Breda: Wait a minute! What are you going to do once you retire?!
Havoc: My folks run a general store in the country in the East. I could at least give them a call.
Roy: It hasn't been confirmed that you won't heal...
Havoc: I'm not stupid enough to not understand that I'm a person of no use now. An immobile pawn can't stay in the military.
Roy: You're giving up?
Havoc: What do you expect me to do with these legs?
Roy: But...!!
Havoc: ... What's with those eyes? Throw me away!! Leave me behind!! Do you have time to be worrying over an underling like me?! Don't you have a promise with Brigadier General Hughes?!
Breda: Hey Havo!! Stop it!!
Havoc: Look at me, this pitiful wretch who can't move anything besides his upper body without having someone to support him. I don't need... your sympathy!! Please cut me off... please give up... I'm begging you.
Roy: I understand. I'll leave you. I'll leave you, so... you must catch up. I'll be going first. I'll be waiting at the top.
Hawkeye: Second Lieutenant Havoc, that man... He didn't throw me away even when I had given up on living. He can't throw you away.
Havoc: He's an idiot. There's no way he can climb to the top of this country if he's that soft.
Hawkeye: I think it'd be nice to have at least one idiot like that.
Hawkeye: Your wounds will open. Please don't overexert yourself.
Roy: Please bring me my uniform.
Hawkeye: You're not at all ready to leave the hospital yet...
Roy: Bring it.
Hawkeye: ... Understood.
045. kizu no otoko futatabi
045. return of the man with the scar
Roy: You're doing something rather tasteless, Fullmetal.
Edward: Sharp ears... I heard everything about Second Lieutenant Ross, Colonel Shit.
Roy: That's good.
Edward: I heard about Second Lieutenant Havoc, too.
Roy: ... Is that so?
Edward: About that, maybe Doctor Marcoh can fix...
Roy: Wait. Get in. We can exchange information. [...]
Roy: ... On second thought, get off.
Edward: Marcoh-san and the Philosopher's Stone are missing?!
Roy: Apparently they were abducted by them.
Edward: Why? ... Dammit! Marcoh-san was previously making the stone in the military's laboratories. He said that it was used in Ishval. The Philosophr's Stone, homunculus, the military's dark side, Ishval... how are they connected? What happened in Ishval?!
Roy: Speaking of Ishval, I heard Scar's here. Fullmetal, what's with your actions in the past few days? It's as if you're asking him to find you.
Edward: I do want him to find me. I have to fight with him one more time.
Roy: Don't talk stupid! Have you forgotten the fight in East City?!
Edward: Ooooh, are you afraid of Scar? Of course you are!! Because last time the Colonel wasn't of any use at all!!
Roy: Do not mock me! The weather is good today!
Edward: Doesn't your face say otherwise? In that case, we won't use you this time either.
Roy: Shut up!!
Edward: He's appeared...!!
Roy: ... He's come, Fullmetal...
Edward: What's wrong? It's not even raining but you're all wet? ... Hey, wait First Lieutenant!! You can't shoot!!
Hawkeye: What are you saying?!
Edward: I thought I'd copy the Colonel and try to fish!!
Alphonse: Excuse me, Colonel.
Roy: Fishing, you say?
Alphonse: We're going to pull the homunculus out with brother as bait. Because the homunculus can't let brother die.
Roy: What kind of foolish...?
Alphonse: Without having any victims!! We've decided to move forward!! There's no choice but for me or brother to be the bait!!
Roy: ... That's a bet with a rather low probability. What if Scar is shot to death by soldiers before the homunculus appear?
Alphonse: See, that's why the Colonel and the others will do a good job, right?
Roy: Making me work without showing proper respect. You have some nerve. If you capture the homunculus, give me a share of the prize!
Edward: Roger!
Roy: This place is...! How convenient! There's Sergeant Major Fuery's "secondary residence". Hurry!
Hawkeye: Yes, sir! This is Central! We will be borrowing that car!
Roy: Officer's Headquarters channel... found it! As I expected, Fuery. This is officer corps, base section 3. Currently in battle with Scar! Urgent. Requesting backup. I repeat. Urgent. Requesting backup! Uaaaaah! Bastard, what are you doing?!! Gwah, he's got me. There! Next is Section 17! HAHAHAHA! This is getting fun!
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