Lupin III quotes

[witnessing Zenigata talking in his sleep about Lupin] The boss was right. This guy is seriously obsessed.

[smelling Zenigata's breath] Son of a bitch. Smells like something died in here. Guy could use a mint.

Anyways, all's I'm saying is, great game plan, great team, great execution.

And, uh, speaking of execution, you know what happens to guys who double-cross me, right?

Eh, we did it. I swear. Here, look. We even took a picture when we finished.

Zenigata?! He's the guy??

[knocking out the henchmen] They'll be fine... ish.

Anyway, we already know where the microfilm is.

Hell of a lot of good that does us. Though some fun pictures do come to mind.

[after the psychiatrist uses a bizarre analogy to describe his depression] I suppose I should be flattered by that, but I guess I'm just too depressed.

You're not real... You're not real... You're not real!

Yoo-hoo! [He waggles his tongue at Zenigata. The Inspector screams and runs down the street, leaving a confused Lupin standing there]

[while driving after Zenigata] He's driving like a friggin' maniac. [An amused little smile spreads across his face] I gotta admit it, though: It does feel kinda nice to be running his sorry ass ragged for a change.

Admit it, you were blinded by diamonds and you betrayed us... just like a typical woman.

Open wide now, Inspector Sleeping Beauty. [He holds Zenigata's nose. The Inspector sneezes violently, and the microfilm goes flying] What...? Hey! It's not in there! What's going on?

Wh... Wha...?

[whistling and pointing to show the direction the microfilm flew in and then pointing to the ocean] Mmm... hm. Ker-plop.

So, Pops, I hear you talk about me in your sleep!

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

Title!

When a fever like that proves impervious to every stratagem of Western medicine, it's time for a little Jiryu-toh.

What the hell is Jiryu-toh?

It's a broth of pregnant earthworms.

Oh man, you gotta be kidding me.

Hey, that looked like them! Naw, it can't be. My brain's just rattled from this damn donkey ride. I mean, lots of people go hang-gliding into remote drug cult temples all the time and then... OH! IT IS HIM!

You're not fooling me! I saw "The Wizard of Oz" 100 times!

Alright, very well, then. Just trying to have a little fun, for heaven's sakes.