[Zenigata peers out the doorway of his compartment. Lupin, seeing him, quickly gets up, whistles to himself with feigned innocence and hastily ducks into his own compartment]
ZZenigata
I could swear I heard a woman scream out here. [He heads to Fujiko's compartment and peers inside] Excuse me, but I thought... [Fujiko screams and throws her other shoe at Zenigata] Oww. [He reveals a shoe print on his face from where Fujiko hit him]
I knew you were settin' me up, Lupin. You had no idea where the bottle was, but I turned the tables on you, Lupin! I had him take me to the wrong place, and now you're hoist on your own whatever you call it.
Ah, here you are, my dear good friend and colleague, Inspector Pennsylvania. Mon ami. [He vigorously pumps the hungover Zenigata's arm] Merci. Thanks to you, the bottle is perfectly safe with us. [He slaps Zenigata on the back]
ZZenigata
Hey, Lieutenant, you think you can get my name right if I promise not to throw up on your shoes?
Inspector, you know Lupin and his gang better than anyone. Why would they pass up a chance to steal a priceless historical artifact in favor of a crate full of dolls intended as Christmas presents for underprivileged children?