chiave

Boss, your car really is something else. Otherwise, I wouldn't have—

It's too late to try buttering me up now.

What the hell?!

Madonna santa... Again with this shit?!

Chiave, don't tell me you sent these guys—

Pezzo di merda! I just fixed up this car! Are they insane?!

(Muttering) Guess it wasn't you after all...

If I didn't have better things to do with my life, I'd run all of you stronzi over right this instant!

Watch out for those oil drums over there!

I see 'em!

(Pats the steering wheel)

Haha, get a taste of your own medicine!

Don't let your guard down! They still have cars on our tail!

I know! I see 'em nice and clear!

Not too far now! We're almost there!

Boss, before that, I have a favor to ask of you.

Save it for later.

No, I need your word now.

If you're talking about messing with my car, we'll settle the score... line by line!

That's not what I'm talking about!

Then what is it?

Before you stick me inside that wall, I want you to round these guys up and bring 'em before me!

I'm gonna make 'em cry and apologize to your lady!

'My lady'?

Yes, the car!

I worked on her day and night for an entire week!

Wait...

Wait, what the hell?!

They're seriously trying to block the intersection with a truck?!

Slow down, you idiot! We're gonna ram straight into it! If you keep accelerating, we're gonna crash!

However, Chiave's hands clench tightly onto the steering wheel, his foot not easing off the accelerator in the slightest.

They draw closer and closer to the truck.

In a panic, Layton tries to grab the steering wheel from Chiave, while Chiave reaches for the stereo dial.

What are you—

And turns the knob all the way.

The Famiglia will find you no matter where you go, oh oh ♪

No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh ♪

You're still in the mood... for...

Music?

As the music picks up, the roar of the car's engine quickly overwhelms the pop song coming from the luxury car's speakers.

At the same time, Layton feels a jolt he'd never experienced before, the sudden acceleration pressing him deathly-tight into his seat.

People outside see a short hang glider protrude from both sides of the car, and a plume of black smoke shoots from the underside as the sunroof flies open to reveal a pair of drones whose wingspans expand to unimaginable size.

The whole car shudders before taking to the air.

It soars over the truck, over the noisy streets, over the ambushers, over the awestruck onlookers, even over an entire low-rise block.

Other than fowlbeasts, this is the first time something bigger than a crossbow bolt or a satchel of explosives has flown across the sky above Vite City.

A mob boss, a mechanic, and a flying car belching black smoke.

Flame and fury's roar over the cry in the morn, oh oh ♪

You're fine for a while but you start to lose control~oh-oh-oh-oh-oh~

So are these the kinda songs you like, Boss?

I cut to one that suits the occasion better. Whaddya think?

Layton's face turns pale. He remains frozen in his seat, motionless.

Elena, my name is Elena ♪

I'm just a Lupo ♪

Just like any other Lupo ♪

Actually, this one's a bit too vulgar.

Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma ♪

Tu pure, o, principessa ♪

Nella tua fredda stanza ♪

Guardi le stelle che tremano d'amore ♪

I guess this one's passable.

...You.

What was that, Boss?

You... You...

(Teeth chattering)

Just... you wait.

Mm, sure.

Though, I never expected these modded drones to be able to carry us this far—

I'd say they lasted about ten seconds longer than I planned for.

We're about to begin our descent, Boss.

...Descent?

What goes up, must come down.

What did you say?!

Don't worry. I'll do my best to stick the landing.

The two drones begin to fall one after another, and the black smoke coming from the bottom of the car gradually dissipates.

It begins to dive downward, accompanied by tear-jerking music and Layton's heart-wrenching screams.

Tramontate, stelle ♪

Tramontate, stelle ♪

All'alba vinceró ♪

Vinceró, vinceró ♪

We made it, Boss!

W-W-W-We did?

I already told you, there was nothing to worry about! I spent most of my time making sure the shock absorbers would be able to handle the landing. It was all under control!

Under.. control...

...What about her?

Her?

Layton ignores Chiave and inserts the key into the ignition, turning it with shaking hands.

She...

She's left you for good.

Chiave!!!

Listen here! I'm gonna have you buried in that wall faster than you can—

Signor Layton! Signor Layton! I'm from the Vite City Post! Was this test flight your idea or Signor Chiave's?

Excuse me, did you purchase this luxury vehicle specifically for the test?

How did you feel before it began? What did you experience while you were soaring through the air?

We noticed that someone was attacking your car shortly before the test flight. Do you know why?

Huh?

Of course this was your idea. Isn't that right?

Huh? What?

As for the car... Signor Layton reluctantly provided it for the sake of this great experiment.

Right?

Ah, yeah...