And so, days pass as this schedule repeats with Makoto visiting and siramay talking to Junko about the nature of life, the world and her own
SIRAMAY: You asked me earlier what I was doing here.
JUNKO: I did.
SIRAMAY: Well, I'm supposed to help you in some way.
JUNKO: You could help me find another Pocky.
SIRAMAY: I think it's supposed to be help in the caring sense of the word, Junko.
JUNKO: Like a very small nurse?
SIRAMAY: Yeah. Maybe. I don't know.
A slight pause.
JUNKO: So, you know my name?
SIRAMAY: Yeah, you're Junko Enoshima originally called Ryoko Otonashi.
JUNKO: …And what else do you know about me?
SIRAMAY: That you are the ultimate analyst — which is a little weird — but true, 'Only a few people know that.
A Light Comes Up on Makoto. Siramay secretly urges him to continue looking around while Junko is distracted. There's A Tissue-Wrapped Garment Near the Bed — Makoto Opens It and Lifts Out a White Trench Coat.
You were convinced by a man to try being evil, but you never really enjoyed that. Hence the despair-thing. You got real rich — became a fashion model. You tried to be good 'once before and the people you cared most about didn't let you, they hurt you really bad — turned you crazy— you wouldn't prove what you were to them — and they stopped you leaving. And you were in love. But everyone you loved vanished years ago — and you're still stuck here drinking gin and not being able to die or leave
A slight pause.
That's why your head's sick. You're heartbroken over all that stuff
A slight pause.
I know your whole story and you nothing of mine.
But before he could go on Junko finally noticed Makoto and bolted at him
JUNKO (to MAKOTO). What are you doing?
MAKOTO: I'm sorry!
JUNKO: You've got clothes of your own — I've seen you wearing them!
MAKOTO: This isn't yours, right? If it is, that's fine — I just never seen you were something like that I didn't know you were into that style.
JUNKO: It's not mine.
MAKOTO: Right. So why do you keep it? Just as a reminder of someone?
JUNKO: I don't need his things to remind me of him.
MAKOTO: Is he dead?
You don't have to answer that.
JUNKO: yes.
MAKOTO: was it you?
JUNKO: A long time ago.
MAKOTO: Did he love you?
JUNKO: Yes.
MAKOTO: Did you love him?
JUNKO: So many questions in such a small amount of time.
MAKOTO: sorry it's just you've hidden so much about yourself for so long, now that you're opening up, I couldn't help myself…
JUNKO: ah.
MAKOTO: So, did you love him?
JUNKO: Yes.
Slight pause
Very much.
A slight pause.
MAKOTO: I think it's only fair that you get to ask me a question…
JUNKO: Don't you have people to go back to?!
MAKOTO: Yeah. I guess my friends and family,
JUNKO: Right. Then you should go.
A slight pause.
MAKOTO: What's it like to feel that much love for someone and to be loved back?
At that Junko let's out a wail of pain as memories flood back to them and they see the ghost depravity in the form of her first love and childhood friend
DEPRAVITY: oooh I see what's going on now!
you want to play nice now, don't you? Adorable!
but no matter how much you change you're still the same sad pathetic girl you always will be
[THE GHOST DEPRAVITY]
It's the darkest hour, you're 22
The voice of youth, the hour of dread
It's the darkest hour, and your voice is new
Love is lost, lost is love
Your country's new, your friends are new
Your house, and even your eyes are new
Your maid is new, and your accent, too
But your fear is as old as the world
Say goodbye to the thrills of life
When love was good, when love was bad
Wave goodbye to the life without pain
Say hello, you're a beautiful girl
Love is lost oh love is lost
Oh, love is lost
Oh, love is lost!
Say hello to the lunatic men
Tell them your secrets, they're like the grave
Oh, what have I done? Oh, what have I done?
Love is lost, lost is love
You know so much; it's making you cry
You refuse to talk, but you refuse to die (think like mad)
YOU'VE CUT OUT YOUR SOUL AND THE FACE OF THOUGHT
OH, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! OH, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!
And when reminded of all their sins Junko collapsed