Gachiakuta (ガチアクタ)

IT'S SAID THAT WHEN AN OBJECT IS TREATED WITH CARE,

A SOUL WILL COME TO INHABIT IT

SO WHEN TRASH IS THROWN OUT

WHAT COMES TO INHABIT IT?

Aw, it's all ruined.

Oh no.

And we only just bought it, too.

We can try fixing it, but that'll make it look ugly.

Aw.

Let's throw it away.

Then we can go and get you a new one.

Mm.

I want a kitty cat this time.

Of course, dear.

HUMANS THINK NOTHING OF TURNING AN OBJECT INTO TRASH

TO DISMISS IT AS FILTH

NEVER TO HOLD ANY VALUE AGAIN

THEY DO THIS TO OTHER HUMANS, TOO

GACHIAKUTA

Hold it right there!

Now turn around.

Only authorized personnel are allowed back here.

You're that trash raider, aren't you?

Don't you know holding on to garbage

like that threatens to sully our clean, beautiful city?

Ha!

Hands up where I can see 'em.

Ah!

Get it off of me!

Come back here!

He's here.

Open fire.

He's fast.

Stop him!

I saw him go down here.

I don't care what it takes.

He is not getting away.

What a bunch of shitheads.

Yeah, I'm the threat.

Assholes.

EPISODE 1 "THE SPHERE"

Oh, did you hear?

There was another trash raid last night.

Can you believe it?

No. What kind of a sicko would run around stealing

someone's garbage?

I bet it was one of those people.

See what I mean?

Filthy.

All tribes folk are like that.

Why can't they just stick to their side of the wall?

Seems like the whole city's yakking about it.

Great.

Trash raider again.

Gotta be him, right?

Kid needs to learn his place.

At least we know who to blame

when the apostles retaliate.

Rudo.

Did you go dumpster diving again?

Chiwa.

Don't Chiwa me.

The city folk get super upset about their trash.

There's no telling what they'd do if they ever caught you.

Besides, it's just garbage.

Why steal it?

I mean, I don't know.

Those rich jerks are always tossing out stuff,

but it's all still good, and I guess I feel sorry for it.

And how else am I going to afford to stay alive?

You really love trash, don't you, Rudo?

No, I wasn't saying that.

Aw, man, that is nasty.

What, did you wake up in a pile of dead cats or something?

Hey, Chiwa, what's up?

Keep moving.

Hey, aren't you worried about catching the stank from him?

What?

Come on.

Just look at those nasty, busted gloves

he never takes off.

Bet they'll give you a flesh eating rash if you touch 'em.

No one's going to buy this fixed up crap.

Not after you've touched it.

You seen him with these gloves off?

It's creepy as hell.

He's got, like, a disease or something.

Yeah, and so what?

That doesn't mean he's any different than us.

It's still a really bad idea to hang out with him.

Right?

His dad's an actual homicidal maniac.

It's so messed up.

They built these slums so there'd be somewhere

to put criminals, right?

And we're, like, all their descendants or whatever.

So now we got to work our butts off

and keep our noses clean just so people

might see us as something other than a bunch of thugs.

But this guy's dad went and screwed it up for all of us.

Dude crashed out and went on a murder spree.

So no, he's not like us.

And if you keep hanging out with him--

See? Look at him.

He's got those freaky murder eyes.

They always say like father, like son.

It's only a matter of time before you kill someone.

Psycho.

I'm not a psycho.

Those guys were being massive jerks, weren't they?

Don't listen to them, OK?

You're nothing like your dad.

And a good person like you would never kill anybody.

Yeah. You think?

Thanks. And you're--

Ah! Look at that puppy.

It's so adorable.

It looks practically brand new.

You really are skilled at fixing stuff.

Yeah, that guy's, you know.

I mean, he's not for sale or anything.

He's special.

And I thought you--

- Chiwa. - Mom.

I looked everywhere for you.

Come on. We're heading home.

I'll see you later, Rudo.

I thought I told you to stay away from that boy.

But, Mom.

I'm back.

You home?

Oh, that guy's not for sale.

He's "special."

Real slick, kid.

Regto, spying isn't cool.

You know what is cool?

Being clear about your feelings.

You'll learn though, kid.

But first, you and I are going to talk

about your little trash raid.

Now, listen, we're not rich,

but we're not so poor that you've got

to put yourself at risk, OK?

I'm in charge until you're grown.

So chill out.

They only found me this one time.

It's really not that big of a deal, OK?

Getting found at all is a big deal.

Look, I know what you're thinking, all right?

We don't share blood, so we're not family.

Well, you're wrong, so stop acting

like you owe me for caring about you.

It's not that.

You found me abandoned as a baby

and raised me like I was yours.

I've always known we were a family.

I was just trying to show it.

Oh, man.

If only you could be even 1/10 as honest as that with Chiwa.

We weren't talking about Chiwa, jerkwad!

What's going on with your arm?

Did you get shot?

It's just a scratch.

It's not a big deal.

Let me check it out.

I'll change the bandages on your hands while I'm at it.

Gloves off.

Stop raiding the dump sites, OK?

You might not get so lucky next time.

Look, I'm fine.

It's really not that bad.

It doesn't come close to the hurt my dad left me.

You screw up badly enough,

you get dropped into the pit, which is a death sentence.

That's been the law in this city since ancient times.

Your father screwed up badly enough back in the day.