Hello, Makino-san. |
It’s been a while. |
You don’t seem to be doing very well, so I’ll keep this short. |
Can you take responsibility for the things you say to us from now on? |
Makino-san? |
I haven’t been able to sleep. I feel better when I’m looking at the computer. |
Smoking isn’t really allowed here, but if it relaxes you, go ahead. |
Let’s begin. |
The reason you’re here... |
It’s about Lain. |
Yes it is. Did you meet her after the shooting? |
Probably. |
Probably? |
I don’t know anymore. |
Detective, could you contact a psychiatrist for me? |
I can’t take it anymore. |
I don’t want to die, but all of a sudden, I want to die now! |
Look at these scars! |
There’s nowhere left to cut! |
This is interrogation room number 7. |
Bring a doctor here quickly. |
This one’s no good, either. |
Hey, cut it out! |
Sorry. |
Forget about the doctor. |
Bring a cleaner. |
And a cup of coffee, too. |