Crunchyroll original series Cowboy Bebop was released April 3rd, 1998.
#CowboyBebop made $1.2M at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 100%
metacritic:
imdb: 8.9
Spike Spiegel
Spike is an intergalactic bounty hunter aboard the Bebop.
“I’m just about finished. What’s cooking? Uh, Listen, Jet. You said bell peppers and beef. Are you listening to me? There’s no beef in here. So you wouldn’t really call it bell peppers and beef, now, would you? Well, it’s not! What happened to the million woolong reward we got for that last guy?” — Spike Spiegel
“T.J. that place is for small fries. I don’t feel like it. All right. You think you can trust that old codger? This is real mystic and all, but, uh, do you have anything to eat here? A redeyed coyote north of town? You, swimming bird. One more time. I was killed once before by a woman. On the contrary. Catch you later.” — Spike Spiegel
“Yo. Huh? Uhh! Tell me some more. I am starving. Huh? You know, it’s better to just leave the water running… so you don’t clog the drain. Uhh. Oops. Sorry. Hmm. It’s your hot dog. Mmf. Mmm. Heh heh. Sorry. My stomach just took over my brain. Really? Yeah, it’s a blast from the past. I’ve had it for 10 years. Guess you could say we’ve done some traveling. Yeah, I hear that a lot. Ever been to Mars?” — Spike Spiegel
“I hear they have everything there. It must be a great place to live. Sure, if you’re rich. Planning to escape to Mars, huh? Huh? Go ahead and run. How far do you think you’ll get? I’m just an old-fashioned cowboy. Your boyfriend is sick. He’s a small fry. I don’t bother with his type. Ack! Ugh! Uhh! I had a sweet dream. No kidding. Mars? But before that, they’ve got to sell these. Yeah. I grabbed it out of his pocket. Yeah, so to speak.” — Spike Spiegel
“So, do you have any bloody marys? I only have beer. How much? 15 million woolongs. Show me. Oh, looking for this? Do you know how much you’re worth? 2.5 million woolongs. That’s your bounty. I said you were a small fry. You look surprised. There’s no thrill in the cheap ones, Asimov, you know? Sure. I’d be glad to. I have to pay you back, don’t I? Ooh! Ha ha ha. You trust your eyes too much, Asimov. What? You’re late, Jet! What is it?” — Spike Spiegel
“How’s it look? Man, why does everything…? Doctor? You got information? I’ll take it! Too much. Go down 20. What’s that? That info’s included in the deal, right? Treasure? Even if I overhaul this whole craft, I’ll have some change! Guess I’ll go eat Peking Duck with it. I got this one nailed shut! A shady one at that. The chain on this one is long. Must be the ‘Way of the Dragon’ model.” — Spike Spiegel
Jet Black
“Hey, Spike. It’s ready. Special. Bell peppers and beef. Asimov Solensan. He’s our next target. This guy’s a major player in the syndicate. Operates all around the asteroids. His name’s Asimov Solensan. Yes. I would. It is when you’re broke, all right? The repair bill for that cruiser you wrecked, and the one from that shop you trashed, and the medical bill from the cop you injured kill the dough!”
“Now, 3 days ago, there was a big shootout between his group and a rival syndicate. He killed his own guys, then took off like the wind. Word is he’s hiding out with some sweet thing in Tijuana. Yeah, well, this small fry’s worth 2 1/2 million. Speaking of beef, they say in T.J. the garnitas are out of this world. I’ll head over there once I hit up the cops for some clues. And I’ll check in with old man bull. Nice turn. Real easy.”
“Wakantanka, guide his spirit. As long as he’s using that redeye on himself, you can’t beat him. Having ourselves a little nap, huh? That’s heartwarming. And you can go right ahead and finish your dream back on the Bebop. I’m cashing in my chips on this one. It’s impossible to catch the guy. There’s no way to win it. When Asimov left his syndicate, he snuck some stuff out with him. Serious brew. This stuff’s a total mindfrag. It’s a new kind of eye spray the syndicate cooked up.”
“Very purse. Takes 2 months to make one vial. Our boy took off with every drop, which made him rather unpopular. They keep sending hit teams after him, but all they get back are corpses. Seems Asimov’s been pumping up by doing the stuff himself. It’s called bloody eye. You know they’re planning to go to Mars? Is that what I think it is? You… met him? Heh heh. He nailed you, huh?”
“How you doing, kid? Huh? Damn. Hey, Spike. Get it while it’s hot, buddy. Huh? It’s ready. Special. Bell peppers and beef. It’s done for. Can’t really say. As they say, ‘don’t count your chickens before they hatch.’ Well, give it what you got.”
Asimov Solensan / his wife
“Gimme a beer. And I will have a bloody mary. In fact, make it a double. I’m sure there’s one can in the back room. Premium redeye. You’re a buyer. You know the score. Check it out. Heh heh heh. Uhh. Yeah. Keep those eyes open.”
“Uhh. Uh, thank you. Uh, excuse me? Hmm? Yeah, I can see that. Just keep it. It does that sometimes. Nice ship. It looks like it’s been around. I’m actually a traveling performer. I can’t tell when you’re joking and when you’re not. I was born on Mars. Not like here. There’s parks and festivals, and the people are happy there.”
“Then I’m sure we will be quite happy. Who are you? You’re a bounty hunter. Yeah, that’s right. And you are after us. A wise decision. Now who’s the small fry? Asimov, that’s enough. Let him go. Adios, cowboy. Why did you stop me? He would’ve been dead in another minute. I wanted to see him die. Asimov, please. This has to stop. I think you liked him… didn’t you? You left me there for so long, Asimov. I was just waiting for you to pick me up. Let’s go, Asimov, like you promised. I want to get out of this life.”
“I know that I can be happy on Mars. I got tomato juice. 30 million woolongs for 50 packs. I’m in a hurry. I’ve got other customers. What? You look ridiculous in that outfit. I thought you weren’t after my bounty. I think you do better as a thief, bounty boy. Now, hand it over. Ha. You’re not a chameleon, you know. Can’t see everywhere at once. Don’t move. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Asimov. Stop it, please! That stuff is going to kill you! No! Aah! We will never get out of here now. I’ll never see Mars. Adios.”
Mars
“Come out! You can’t run anymore! We’ll shoot! Give up already, Abdul Hakim! You’re such a… “
“Ni-lai-la! If you feel lethargic, have some ginseng hei-sui. You’ll last a week with it! If you’re tired, have sugarcane hei-sui. You ate too much? Then have pineapple hei-sui. Thank you. Here you go.”
“Whoops. Sorry. My apologies, bro. Hey, I said I’m sorry! What, can’t say anything? Wh-what? Ya pickin’ a fight? And now, the loot.”
“So all three went down? Seems that way. And Hakim is around here? Seems that way. Dammit, he doesn’t even know how much that thing is really worth. A pet shop? Hey, bro, you can buy anything here on Mars. From guns to human lives. If ya wanna know, show me what ya got.”
Big Shot the Bounty Hunters
“Amigo! How’re all you 300,000 bounty hunters in the solar system doing? It’s time for Big Shot, the show that brings you information about fugitives! Well, well, first up for today is this guy: Abdul Hakim. He’s known as a serial pet thief. This time, he snagged a test animal from a research facility, and is on the loose. The good news is that he’s worth a whopping 8 million! The conditions are as always. Bring him in alive to collect your reward. If you kill him, kiss your reward good-bye. He’s the biggest we’ve had in a while. Do your best to get this guy!”
Abdul Hakim
“So ya wanna fight, huh? I’ve got the goods. This one should be something big… yeah, see you in six hours. Gimme some lao-chu. My treat. Drink.”
Dr. Mureau
“Hey! About Abdul Hakim. I’ll give a discount. 300. I got his post-plastic surgery picture. All right, 280. On one condition. Sock him one. He trampled over me. If you want, punch him a dozen times. He had a very conspicuous suitcase. Oh all right. It was something that could carry a small woman inside. The way he handled it sure didn’t seem that way.”
Tijuana, Mexico
“Thief! This again? Son of a bitch. Taking my money like that, you cheating dogs. Why, the only reason you can even live here is ’cause of what I done. I busted my tail to dig that gate. For criminy’s sake. You always say the same thing when you’re losing. We all dug that gate together, and you know it. That we did. We worked like there was no tomorrow. And what did we get to show for it? Huh?”
“I’ve got the vodka, but I’m afraid I’m fresh out of tomato juice. I’ll check. Is that real bloody eye? I’m going to need a little proof. Let’s have a demonstration. Ohh! Uhh! Uhhuhh! Ohuhh!”
“I see. The redeyed coyote will appear in the Zona Norte at the far end of town. This is what I see. The swimming bird will meet a woman. The bird will be hunted by this woman, and then death. What’s that? You take women too lightly, my friend.”
“Presidente, eh? I think I’ll have some, on the house. Hmm? Huh? Damn. Just look at this. Asimov went berserk. No joke. We got to take care of him before the cops move in. Maybe we should just let the cops deal with him. We got to. If we don’t get that bloody eye back, maybe so, huh?”
“This again? Damn son of a bitch. Taking my money like that, you cheatin’ dogs. Why, the only reason you could even eat here is ’cause of what I done. I busted my tail to plant those crops along with my two good buddies. We’re the buddies you’re talking about. Yeah, sure. That we are. We planted those seeds like there was no tomorrow. You were always planting seeds of a different kind, though. Huh?”
“Ahh! Let’s go! Over there! Follow her! Uhh! Oh! Idiot! If we lose these things, we’re fragged. Do you understand? Uhh!”
