'Cause the real Lupin would never say something all sappy and noble like "Kill me if you're my friend." He'd be squealing for his life like a little girl.
Speaking of accuracy, I noticed something about that gun that Beauty was waving around yesterday. It's got a venturi built on it, and that's used for cooling the barrel so that the heat won't affect your aim. It's state of the art. Your Walther P-38 was originally manufactured all the way back in the 1930s. All I'm saying is, Beauty's got a .44 Colt A. Python that was made only a few years ago, and that's the difference. You do the math, Lupin.
I'm not a chemist or anything, you know, but I think I might've added a little too much explosive. Probably shouldn't do that kind of thing when you're in a bad mood.
Whoa! Get a load of this! It's Pops, and he's being chased by somebody. And there's a girl with him, and she's hot! What the hell is wrong with this picture?