The constellations of the winter sky are dominated by the brilliant and dynamic figure of Orion. Legend has it, he was a powerfully built young huntsman of exceptional skill, whose love for the daughter of the treacherous king nearly spelled his doom.
[As the audience the planetarium in rapt attention, Lupin sits in his seat, bored out of his mind and nearly falling asleep. He yawns]
[Goemon gives the signal, and the two draw their remote controls. The TV switches back and forth between footage of a soap opera and what looks like Django]
[as Zenigata bites sheepishly into his hat] Well, Zenigata. Look what happened. We did as you said, left with Hanshichi, and you, and the whole damn thing blew up in our faces. Now, what would you do if you were in my position, Inspector?
It says, "I've decided that Japan is too old-fashioned for me. Thanks for your help, aloha." [He realizes that Hanshichi pulled a sleight-of-hand trick and switched the boxes] Damn, he snookered us, the old fart!
[previewing the next episode] This next one's just too weird for words. It's sort of 'Twilight Zone' meets 'House of Wax' meets an exhausted writing staff under deadline pressure.
[covered in glue] Mother said there would be days like this. Just not this many. Good thing I'm so undauntable, 'cause this kind of thing could really drive you crazy!
