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Thrall to LF-03.
Resuming PMET link test.
Three, two, one.
Interconnection established.
Currently on Layer 31.
Please initiate call.
Copy that.
Initiating call to Layer 31.
GUND-Format, displays all green.
Link to Layer 32.
Calling Layer 32.
Callback confirmed.
Link to Layer 33.
Calling Layer 33.
Error.
No callback.
Fall back to Layer 10.
Calling Layer 33 from Layer 10 for a second time.
Error.
No callback.
Calling Layer 33.
Error.
No callback.
LF-03 to Thrall.
Requesting permission to raise GUND-Format score.
Negative.
That would defeat the purpose of this test.
There's no time.
Executing now.
Now, wait a minute!
Elnora.
Why don't we leave it here for today?
We haven't entered the danger zone yet!
If I just raise the level and try Layer 33 again-
That's as far as you go.
Elnora.
Yes, ma'am.
Test complete.
Begin analyzing PMET import values.
Roger.
Commencing analysis.
What about detection of abnormal changes?
Don't let it get to you.
Dr. Cardo.
If you can't clear it,
trust me, no one could.
If we can't prove the integrity of the GUND-Format soon...
The Council will have no choice but to...
If we have to ruin your body to get there,
it won't matter anyway.
- But... - And also,
someone's here to see you.
Mommy!
Mommy!
Eri!
Mommy!
Daddy's waiting for us!
Let's have cake!
Cake!
I thought I told you not to come here?
Is she still sleeping?
She is.
Well, I think she should stop being silly and wake up!
Lfrith is still just a baby.
A baby?
That's right.
A newborn who can't even roll over yet.
She's the child of every single staff member here.
Right now, your mom is in the middle of teaching her everything she needs to know.
Then that makes Eri her big sister!
How old are you now, Eri?
Four!
Front District 3 passed a resolution on the 20th for a budget to purchase
Gundam-type Mobile Suits manufactured by the Ochs Earth Corporation.
The corporation's weapons systems
are drawing major concern due to bioethical issues for pilots.
The accountability of both Ochs
and the Mobile Suit Development Council is being called into question.
The GUND-Format was originally
a medical technology designed to assist with the bodily dysfunctions that occur in space.
However,
when Ochs Earth acquired the Vanadis Institute, the source of that research,
and converted the GUND-Format Mobile Suits into military use,
the issue of physical caused by data storms began to emerge.
Just imagine it!
Massive 18-metre tall bodies that operate in an abiotic framework
being forced to link with the human body to be controlled!
The load placed on the pilot is immeasurable!
Some fear that the recent build up of Mobile Suits
may provide Earth with an excuse to expand its military
and accelerate tensions between the two sides-
They sure don't hold back when it comes to our products.
Daddy!
We're home!
Welcome home.
How lovely!
Sorry for making you do all the work.
Don't worry!
Eri gave me a hand.
Eri did that bit over there!
That's amazing!
It's so pretty!
Eri.
Why don't you go get your birthday hat to show Mom?
Okay!
Was it Layer 33 again?
If we can't clear it soon,
it'll mean trouble for everyone...
I'm sorry.
If the higher ups weren't rushing to roll Lfrith out,
this never would have...
We need a sponsor.
All thanks to you, Nadim.
I just hope the Council behaves until the deadline...
The press conference will begin in one hour.
This will surely spell the end for Ochs Earth.
This is only happening because those filthy Earthians simply had to meddle.
Here's hoping things go ahead smoothly.
Though who knows if Dr. Cardo Nabo will comply or not.
But are we sure about this?
Are we not overstepping our bounds as a private company?
Why bring this up now, at this late hour?
We should overstep our bounds.
Delling.
This is not your place to speak.
It will be too late if we wait until after Vanadis completes the Gundam.
As the Mobile Suit Development Council,
we need to make a decision.
To maintain peace among mankind.
We must take a hammer to the witch.
Cake!
- Cake! - Okay,
here comes the candle!
Oh dear.
Mommy?
I'm sorry.
Just give me one second.
Mommy, your GUND doesn't last very long, does it?
That's true.
But if it weren't for this technology,
Mommy wouldn't be alive right now.
That's why Dr. Cardo is both Mommy's teacher
and the person she owes her life to.
Go Grandma!
Eri.
Oh, Dr. Cardo doesn't mind what people call her.
Yeah, but still...
It's disrespectful.
Is it from headquarters?
Eri!
Be patient just a bit longer.
What?!
Daddy has work to do.
Sorry, honey.
No!!
I wanna do it now!
What is it? Now!d Now!d
Apparently the Council is in session.
But the deadline hasn't come yet!
It's Delling.
He's working behind the scenes.
That ex-military guy, huh?
There's no telling what they might pull.
Be careful out there.
Fólkvangr to transport ship Vegament.
Control code 173.
This is the Vegament.
Updating to 173.
Distance to gate entrance is 22.
Confirming trajectory.
Please dock in Gate 3.
The ship's here!
Wendy, give us a hand with unloading!
The tariffs are too damn high lately.
Really pisses me off.
Shipping doesn't come free, y'know.
The Spacians have too much of a monopoly.
I'll give you a reward later.
Okay?
No fair.
I found it, Eri!
This is the one, right?
Eri?
Just wake up already!
All anyone cares about is you, even Mommy and Daddy!
Even though it's Eri's birthday today!
Sorry about that.
Grandma?
You're here alone again, are you?
Didn't Elnora tell you not to?
Yeah, but...
Is she important to you, Grandma?
Yes, she is.
Why?
Aren't those two over there important to you?
Well, you see, this one's special.
Special?
Eri, if you and your mom and dad want to live out here in space,
you need a body that can adapt.
Not weapons like these.
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