Reiton kyôju to saigo no jikan ryokô

Future Luke:
[Over a shot of future Luke writing the letter] Professor, I hope this letter finds you well. As for me, I am in quite a prediciment. you see, the London we know and love has been thrown into absolute chaos. to complicate matters, the calamity I speak off does not take place in your time. This may be difficult to believe, but I am writing to you from 10 years in the future. I know this is a lot to take in, but I'll explain it all soon. For now, I ask that you head to the clock shop on Midland Road in Ba;dwin. I look forward to seeing you again. Your student, Luke Triton.

[Luke and the Professor are on a bus, heading to Midland Road]

Professor Layton:
Strange as it sounds, it seems that the author of this letter is none other than your future self, Luke.

Luke:
From... My future self? But how is that even possible?

Professor Layton:
I don't know, but it does raise the question - if this letter is indeed authentic, how did it get here?

Luke:
Um... By time travelling postman? Just joking, of course! but seriously, I think this mystery might be the strangest we've ever encountered!

Professor Layton:
Indeed. And even in the future, you seem to need my help in solving it. Your constancy can be... quite a comfort in these uncertain times, my boy.

Luke:
Er... Well, thank you, I think. But back to the letter - how do we know it's real?

Professor Layton:
Hmm... Well, we haven't much to go on yet, but I can't help but think this strange occurrence is connected to the terrible events of last week.

Luke:
Hmm...

[Barton and Chelmey are at the demonstration]

Barton:
Quite the spread here, Inspector. Though, it does make me wonder what we did to deserve invitations to such a feast.

Inspector Chelmey:
It's obvious, Barton. I'm an influential man in the world of law enforcement. It's only natural I'd be invited to an important event such as this.

Barton:
Er, I suppose that's possible...

Inspector Chelmey:
Possible, you say?

Barton:
Umm, erm... Probable! Highly probable, sir!

Caroline Hawks:
Oh, the food is simply dreadful, Bill. Do get this over with quickly so we can leave.

Bill Hawks:
[Resignedly] Yes, dear!

Luke:
I have to say, I feel a bit out of place here, Professor!

Professor Layton:
That's quite understandable, Luke. I'm sure most people would feel the same way in the prescence of the Prime Minister.

Luke:
[Meeting his future self in the casino] This is going to take some getting used to.

Future Luke:
I can't believe how small I used to be!

Luke:
Hey! i'm not that small!

[Bostro has spotted Professor Layton and the two Lukes leaving the casino]

Bostro:
Oi, what are you doing wearing the boss's get up? This your idea of a joke?

Professor Layton:
No, no, not at all.

Bostro:
Come to think of it, I don't think I've seem any of you round here before.

Professor Layton:
Yes, well, we don't often get a chance to visit this fine establishment of yours.

Bostro:
Donno about that, but I'm going to need you to come with me for some questioning. this way, you three!

Future Luke:
Professor, run away while you can!

Luke:
Oh no!

Professor Layton:
Quickly you two! This way!