Fujimoto:
Hello?

Sudo:
Inspector Sudo speaking. You're not the same man. Who are you?

Fujimoto:
I'm ... "Black Cat."

Sudo:
Black Cat?

Fujimoto:
That's right!

Sudo:
Where's the man we spoke to the first time?

Fujimoto:
"Hayabusa-Jetter" is not available.

Sudo:
I see. So... Sakamaki is this "Hayabusa-Jetter," is he?

Fujimoto:
No! He's "The Crusher."

Sudo:
"Crusher?" Stop jerking us around! Identify yourselves!

Fujimoto:
Listen carefully. We ... are the "Space Travelers!"

Sudo:
... weird name. All right. State your demands.

Shimizu:
I've ... always had a big inferiority complex. My teachers, they all gave me negative scores for social activities. I never even managed to date a girl. At yesterday's lonely hearts dinner, I was too shy to do anything. But... I think ... now I think I can do it. I think I've changed. So let me go and get the pizza. Besides, I'm not Shimizu any more. I'm ... BIG BAD CARL HENDRIX!

Midori:
It was all just like a dream. Was it a good dream, or a nightmare? I'm not sure if this is the right way to remember it, but while I was in the dream, playing Irene, I felt more alive than ever before. And I don't think I'm the only one. I still haven't found what it is that I should do. I'm searching for a paradise that's waiting for me. And what about you? You -- what are you doing now?