Fullmetal Alchemist · Season 1
There's something wrong with me.
So listen Al... There's this thing see, something I've been meaning to tell you for a long time now, but I've been kind of scared I guess of what your reaction would be.
What?
Ah, dammit it's just...
Tell me!
No, it's nothing, forget it.
Brother tell me!
Uh, you're talking to the wrong guy.
(moaning) I'm used to it by now.
Huh? Really? You mean this little guy?
Eh~?
I'm sorry sir, sorry! I just thought you'd be fuller, and uh, more metal!
Ugh, shut up! Come on, Major, we don't need babysitters anymore! We've both been fully repaired!
Be careful, Roy. You've got some enemies here, and in very high places. My advice to you is to make as many friends as you can around here, friends who will support you when the time comes. Which is why I make this crucial suggestion: You find yourself a wife!
Give it a rest!
Please, Colonel, don't take it out on the phone.
So these are Marcoh’s notes. On the surface they appear to be an ordinary cookbook...
You really think the secret to the stone is in here?
It does make sense. Marcoh didn’t want just anyone to read it so he wrote it in code. And as for the cookbook disguise, you know what they say, “Alchemy was born in the kitchen.” So now all we have to do is crack this secret language of his. No sweat.
Mm…
Damn, so much for that whole ‘No sweat’ business. Get markers, make a few columns, I thought it’d be easy!
It’d be a whole lot faster if we could just ask Marcoh.
We’re trying to keep the military out of the loop here, Al, and Marcoh’s in the Führer's custody now...
Wakey, wakey! So how you doing there, boys?
Lieutenant Colonel! What’s the matter, been to busy to come say ‘hello’?
It’s these damn ‘Scar spottings’ lately. It’s got us chasing our own tails. So, Al did you get the ‘full-body repair’ you needed?
Yes, sir. Good as new.
They sure are chummy with the Lieutenant Colonel, don’t you think?
Lieutenant Colonel Hughes. If there were to be an attack here, we can not insure the safety of these two as we’ve been ordered. They should return to the command center now.
I told you Ross, don’t get in my way!
Lieutenant Colonel as long as Scar remains at large, security of State Alchemists must be a top priority,
Sorry, Ed, but I’m afraid Lieutenant Ross does have a point.
Don’t say that...
But then again, this really isn’t my jurisdiction, why don’t you take it up with Major Armstrong?
(Ad-lib they don’t want to)
(Regains composure)
Lieutenant Colonel, we’re close to it now, I can feel it! I’m begging!
Hmmm... What I’d like to do is give you extra protection, Ed, but between hunting down Scar and scrambling to replace the case files that were destroyed in the fire, my men are all completely tied up right now.
All your case files? You mean they were stored in the First Branch, too?
Yeah, affidavits, suspect list, crime scene logs, all of it.
You’re in luck...!
[voiceover] A simple rock, red as blood, which promised to turn pain into delight, war into victory, and death into life. It was a thinking person's dream, reason conquering all. And it was in deference to this that it was called the Philosopher's Stone.
How can this be possible…?
I don’t know.
After all this time, years of searching, sacrificing, and this is the answer we get! The secret ingredient to make a Philosopher’s stone, the only way to make it work, live humans, and in mass numbers!
God must really hate people who go against him. I was 11 years old then, and he still has me marked. Every time I thought it was in reach, he’s pulled it away, so I’d fall on my face, and then, when I finally got my fist around it… He raises his big obnoxious foot, and kicks me in the teeth. Just face it, Al. It’s going to be this way our whole lives.
Don’t say that…
I really thought it was going to work out brother, we would find the philosopher’s stone, and it would all be ok.
It still will be, we’ll find the stone, brother. And we’ll get our bodies back to normal. And be happy. People say you’re a dog of the military, that you’ve sold your soul to get this far. But that isn’t true, and it hasn’t stopped us, and this won’t either. We’ve worked too hard.
Brother? Let’s look at it again, from the beginning.
I’ve looked at it enough.
But there’s a chance we misread something, maybe we got it wrong.
I said ‘I’ve had enough’.
But what if our code’s wrong?! What if that’s not what it said, or maybe we missed some key paragraph, like a loophole, we should read the whole thing again.
I said ‘Enough’! (accidentally knocks a teacup to Al's face) Uh!
Brother…?
Is something wrong, sir?
It’s just a broken cup, go back in the hall. Sorry, Al.
Yeah…
So, Ed, that’s really the end of it? You won’t regret it then, going back before you’re finished? That’s interesting. I didn’t realize what you were looking for was so incidental you’d abandon it this easily.
Stop going on like you know what you’re talking about. You don’t know anything.
Wrong Ed. I know what you boys have been searching for is the Philosopher's stone. And I know it’s created by sacrificing human lives. (Boys gasp) I know it was uncalled for, but I was listening through the door.
Well, if you eavesdropped you must know. It’s pointless to chase after it now. Leave us alone.
You really are a child.
Uh!
You’re scared. Frightened, you might have to admit, everything you’ve done was wasted effort. … Am I wrong? It’s ok to feel lost. And not have reasons. But verifying whether Marcoh’s theory is the truth of not is worth something in itself if you ask me. After all, what you boys have been searching for is a lot bigger then you, or Al. Why don’t you try searching for it a little longer, Ed, but without worries, about the final result?
You’re right, it’s like a book. Just because you’re mad and stop reading, it doesn’t change the way it ends.
That’s right!
We’ve had roadblocks and we’ve conquered them all! I’ll be damned if we stop halfway! We’ll take this all the way to the finish! Let’s do this, Al!
Right!
(Sighs in relief)
The town of Liore has been handled tightly, just a harmless, bottomless sand now, there is no one left to do anything useful.
Beautiful work, Envy, we’re glad to have you back in our midst; things are going well here, too.
But what about this runt, Fullmetal? I heard he’s gotten wind of the lab. Don’t you think we should take care of him, Lust? Before he tells the military our secret!
I’ll kill them! Let me! Let me, please!
Be patient. I’ve watched them for a long time, and I still think they can grant our wish, we can always kill them after that.
I don’t care what you do with them, Lust, as long as they don’t mess up our, ‘precious plans’. Although, I do think it’s unlikely that they’ll get past those ‘funhouse’ guards no one ever does.
I gave them direct orders not to lay a hand on the boys, but that ensures nothing. They are idiots after all.
If it starts looking like too much trouble we’ll have to kill them all.
I know that.
HEHEHE!
Damn it! This is smaller than I thought! See, if I was normal-sized, I wouldn't have fit, and we would have had to call this off. It really is a good thing I'm so small. AAAUGHH! NO IT'S NOT! ARRGHHH!
Lights are still on… How do they explain that when they say they don’t use this place anymore… Just running up the bill for fun? Ah!!! What the hell was that?! Ah! AH! He-he… For them to go to all this trouble they must have something they really don’t want to be seen… I’m getting excited… I just love being right… Eh? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!
Ha-ha… HAHAHAHA! At last!
Where are you going...? We’re under orders... Not to lay a hand on them.
Orders? I don’t care about orders. This one’s all for me! I’m going to drain out their marrows!
But there are two in our quarry and two of us… You can’t monopolize the pleasure…
AH! You know for a lifeless, fallen rock, it sure is persistent! Gah! No… See? And all this time I thought being normal size would be a good thing… DAMMIT! Enough is enough!!!
I’m its immortal guard.
No. You’re hardly immortal…
What…?
That seal of blood, it’s alchemy. Someone took the iron in that blood and in-tuned it to the metal in your armor. That’s what keeps your soul bound to this world. If someone breaks the seal that’s made, then you’re a dead man.
Finally! Someone with a backbone! Someone who thinks they can live! This should be a good fight!
I told you I know your weakness, this is your final chance before I use it…
I don’t care! See, I’m the type of person who likes a little struggle in the kill… So try to make it last.
Just like a monkey, aren't you?
You better watch your mouth!
It’s been so long since I've had such responsive prey. But judging from your wound and your breathing, it won't last much longer. My body, unlike yours, does not know fatigue. Give up any hope you've had, as we speak, my colleague is disposing of your companion outside; you can’t rely on him to help you now.
Heh… So this colleague of yours, is he strong?
Yes, he is, though not as strong as myself. (Edward begins to laugh) What’s so funny?
(Sighs) I’ve got nothing to worry about then. My companion as you put it, I’ve fought him plenty of times and I’ve never beat him once.
Ah! Quit that! Hold still so I can cut you up! (Attacks Alphonse) Miserable heathen! You’re spoiling at me aren’t you!? I’ll spiel your insides! I’ll show you how thinly you slice! (Alphonse trips backwards on a rock) NOW YOU’RE FRIGHTENED! I’LL CARVE OUT A SHOULDER ROAST! (Alphonse breaks the knife, and grabs the other one, #66 gasps as Alphonse punches him sending him backwards making his helmet come off Alphonse gasps.) Now you’ve gone and done it, you brute! You’ve knocked off my head!
You’re empty inside…
Yes. That’s what they said when they sentenced me… And thanks to the circumstances, it ended up quite literal… You don’t recognize me like this do you?
What do you mean?
Don’t tell me you forgot! After all it was thanks to you’re help catching me that I ended up here… A condemned man… #66 was my name on death row. But back when I was flesh, and entrails, I had better names… Barry the Butcher… Or my favorite… Barry the Chopper...!
Barry the Chopper? (Flashbacks) You’re the one who kidnapped Winry…
That’s right! And after being caught, Imprisoned, and executed… I’ve come back from a pit of fire to take my revenge on YOU, maggot! AHAHAHAHA!
(Tilts head innocently) Is that so?
“Is that so?” What do you mean: “Is that so?”?!?! People get terrified when serial killers come back from the dead and an empty suit of armor moves on its own! You should be saying “Ah!” or “Ah! Why he doesn’t have a body!” What’s wrong with you?! Don’t you realize how horrifying I am?!
(Takes off helmet) Take it easy… You’re going to hurt my feelings…
Hmm… Are you an executed prisoner, too?
No. I’m not a crook.
Hmm… I suppose not… No… Why would you be helping the police? But who cares where you came from!? I know your weakness now! You’d better beg for mercy! Your life belongs to me! If I destroy the blood seal on your armor you’ll die!
The same goes for you… Right?
Ah! But I still have the advantage you rotten beast! You don’t know where my blood seal is!
And you don’t know where my seal is either…
(Freaks out) Well then I’ll just have to chop you up until I find it! And you can’t do that! ‘Cause you don’t have a knife! Ah!
(Rubs his helmet) Why do I have to get the crazy one?
What about me, you ask? It's really quite simple. I love to tear the flesh of the living, to kill for the simple, intoxicating pleasure of feeling blood between my fingers...I KILL, THEREFORE, I AM!! Whethever I'm real or a human doesn't matter. I'm a killer, and that's all I need to know!
You're right, there is no need for you to prove that you exist, because very soon you won't.
(having just freed himself from his prison) About 130 years, I'd say. (He breaks down a wall, to the prisoners on the other side who are still locked up) Let me break this down, nice and simple. You can either remain in here as lab rats or you can come with me to bring hell to those above us. Your choice. I'm only asking once!
Now all we need is for Envy to gather the ingredients. This is the moment I've been waiting for.
Lust!
What is it?
It's him, Lust. It's him!
Him? No, it can't be. Not Greed. We have to hurry, before our plan is interrupted.
It's a chimera. You mean this one created all the others?
No... not all of them. It's been a long time... Edward.
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