Pops. I... We tried. I'm sorry. Anyway, Lupin's alive. Look, if you wanna get those bastards, hop in. [Zenigata gets in, and glances for a moment at Fujiko, who is bound and gagged in the back seat] If you're a little surprised to see Fujiko here, we'll fill you in.
[playing a clapping game] Eighty eight days now in the spring, summer's upon us so everyone sing: Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker's man, bake me a cake as fast as you can!
[They push the halves of the truck apart and dive out of it]
Tokumitsu here, reporting live from the scene of the crispy carnage that earlier today thrilled audiences around the world. And a spellbinding barbecue it was, too. Oh, but don't just take my word for it. We have a badly wounded survivor of the tragedy with us. Perhaps I can get him to talk to us. Pardon the interruption, but on a scale of one to ten, ten being the highest, how much pain are you in? [The wounded man gives a dying groan] Well, thank you very much, and best of luck from all of us on your imminent death.
All this co-piloting's kinda exhausting. Think I'll take me a little nap. You can wake me up when we get to heaven. And if we end up in the other place, just let me sleep.