Paris
I'm impressed with you, Lupan, getting invited to such a gorgeous party.
Oh, sure.
Then, you think better of me now?
How charming.
That playboy?
Of course. He's handsome and rich, the prince of Paris social circuit.
He's admired by women all over the world.
Huh! You're praising him too much. It's not that big of a...
Welcome, Mademoiselle.
You must be Lupan The 3RD.
Oui, Monsieur. (Yes, Sir.)
I'm a big fan of Lupan, your grandfather. Well, have a good time tonight.
What a showy guy.
Well, Lupan. Seems You were only invited because your grandfather was famous.
I found out the reason for the invitation only now, myself.
Anyway, I'm so thrilled. He held my hand so tightly and smiled at me ever so gently.
Ah. My heart is still racing.
Let me see.
I can't understand what you see in such a weird guy.
Certainly, Marcel is cloaked in mystery. That only makes him all the more attractive.
Whoever has tried to unveil his past has died a mysterious death.
Now that's mysterious.
Ah...This gentleman is...
Who is it? I don't recognize his face.
He's a magazine reporter who was very eager to know your past, Master.
- My past? - Yes.
Whoever tries to unveil his past dies a mysterious death.
Steal the File M123 (File M123 o Nusume)
Rich people are cold, aren't they?
A person was killed... I mean, died, but they seem as cool as ever.
Everyone, including myself, admires rather than fears Marcel.
What kind of a mystery is that?
A mystery I'd like to look further into.
Now just wait a minute, Fujiko! What's there to gain in unveiling the past of such a scumbag?
I want to know all I can about the charming Marcel.
Ah! Women...
Why would you want to know the past of such a showy good-for-nothing?
If his past was revealed, magazine publishers worldwide would be all over it!
Ah! What? What's this?
Damn it!
Damn! I didn't know there was such a mechanism.
Gas! It's gas!
Lu... Lupan!
Those who try to reveal his past don't just die a mysterious death. They are killed!
Fu... Fujiko!
Oh... no...
Fujiko! Hey, Fujiko dear!
Lupan. Where... are we?
It doesn't look like we've crossed over yet.
It looks like we're in the basement of the mansion.
Hello, you seem to be awake now.
I'm surprised that I have been able to capture Lupan so easily.
Now that you've captured me, what are you gonna do?
There's something I want you to do.
Something you want me to do?
So, you invited Lupan to the party so that you could capture him?
That's correct.
It's too elaborate of a request for such a rich person to make.
This is not a request. It's an order, Mr. Lupan.
You're going to steal an M file from the criminal lists...
...of the London Metropolitan Police, understand?
The London Metropolitan Police?
You're telling me to steal from the infamous Scotland Yard?
You're the only one who can do it.
You're just saying that to flatter me. What if I decline?
Then, I'll let you cross over right away along with the lovely Fujiko Mine.
Lupan!
Can I ask you something?
Yes, go ahead.
The magazine reporter who died earlier... wasn't he murdered?
He was being a little too nosy.
That's what I thought.
Then, all the people who've tried to unveil your past so far didn't...
...die so mysteriously, after all.
Stop it, Fujiko. You may be digging your own grave, trying to find out too much.
All right. Free my hands and feet.
So, you'll do it, then.
I feel all free now.
I'll keep Mademoiselle Fujiko as a hostage.
Lupan...
Don't worry. I promise I will rescue you!
We'll see, Lupan. Take off your jacket and shirt.
You want me naked?
I strapped a bomb onto your body.
Whaaaaaat?
It looks just like a traffic signal.
That's right. A danger alert signal. Green is safe, yellow is for caution.
And when it turns red?
I'll show you.
A... doll of me?
That's right. Exactly like you, reduced to one tenth scale, with the bomb included.
The glass around has been specially re-enforced.
First, the green light.
Then, yellow.
And ten seconds after turning red...
We'll start out with the green light.
You will finish your job and return before the light turns red.
If you try to force the belt off, it will explode immediately. So, be careful.
Taking a hostage and strapping a bomb on me... Impressive!
I don't trust people too much.
This is how I ended up having to break into the London Metropolitan Police.
You're so dumb.
That's why we try to tell you...
...not to be lured by strange invitations and go out so carelessly!
I was wrong to have ignored your warnings and gone out.
So, could you help me out?
- I'd like to be excused. - What?
It's a punishment for having made light of our advice.
Why don't you see to the end of this without us?
Hey, Jigen, don't be so cold. Goemon, please say something.
Lupan, it's you who is cold.
That's right. You only call us when you're in trouble.
Isn't it a little too convenient?
All right, all right! I won't ask you anymore! What kind of friends are you guys?
Damn! They really left!
Now what?
London
London/Scotland Yard
Inspector Zenigata from Japan?
I've been informed that Lupan The 3RD has arrived to Great Britain.
Therefore, I've come to ask for your cooperation.
But......
Is there something wrong?
There sure is!
Oh, no. Zenigata! Pops!
Lupan. You would have never imagined the real Zenigata would be here. Right?
I didn't have to go out looking for you!
What are you talking about? I am Zenigata!
What... what are you saying? Everyone at Scotland Yard, I am the real Zenigata!
My name is Zenigata!
Lupan is such a smooth talker. Don't be fooled by him!
No! YOU are Lupan!
Director!
What is it?
There is ANOTHER man claiming to be Zenigata!
Wh... What?
What... what is happening here? There are TWO of me!
You, bastard! You must be Jigen!
Shut up, Lupan! Are you calling me Jigen, Lupan's accomplice?
No! No! No! Lupan is over there!
No, no! I am Zenigata!
- It's me! - Me!
- It's me! - It's me!
- Me! - Me! Me! Me!
Those three are all fakes!
There... there is one more...
Mr. Zenigata!
Yes!
Director, I AM the real Zenigata! Please believe me!
- I am the one! - I am!
I am!
Uh! This is too complicated. Put everyone in a cell until we can clear up the situation.
Yes, sir.
This is ridiculous!
I don't want to be thrown into a prison here!
Hey, Lupan! Let's run!
you dummy! Lupan is over there!
There is no way his own buddies wouldn't recognize him! He IS Lupan!
Well, that makes sense. Arrest him!
Yes!
No, no, no! Zenigata is me! It's me! It's me!
Now. Welcome, Inspector Zenigata.
Well, thank YOU.
There is nothing like having great friends!
Let's see... M... file category M... There it is! There it is!
Let's see... File M... 123... This is it!
I'm the real Zenigata!
Zenigata is me! Damn! Thanks to you guys...
Please don't hold it against us, Pops. We really DID think you were Lupan!
Lupan did such a remarkable job disguised as you.
That's such a barefaced lie!
You bastards! You disguised yourselves as me and snuck into the London Metropolitan Police!
What are you guys plotting? Fess up!
Attention! Be quiet! Jigen and Goemon, get out!
Inspector Zenigata will interview you two.
Hey, hey! The real Zenigata is ME!
Please! Let me call the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo!
No, no, no, no. It's not necessary. Inspector Zenigata is certainly, you, Pops!
Lu... Lupan!
Now, Jigen, Goemon, let's get going. Bye now, Pops!
Lupan is escaping! Don't let Lupan go!
Hold that aircraft! Wait a second!
It's Pops!
Not good! Let's run for it!
There they are!
Wait!
Be careful!
Damn it! Lupan! That bastard! Huh?
Good. That's it!
Below us is the English Channel. The French coastline will soon come into in sight.
We can see it now.
Finally Pops gave up. No! He didn't!
Lupan, can you hear me?
We can hear you very well. Over.
I heard you have stolen the file of a criminal! Over.
Yes. I graciously took it. Over.
Then, return it without resisting. Over.
What if I say no? Over.
You'll be under arrest!
Over.
Bye, Pops!
Lupan! Wait! Wait! Waaait!
We're out of fuel.
Are we all right, Lupan?
Leave it to me. If we have to do an emergency landing...
How clever! We can keep going even without fuel!
What an ugly face!
Criminal Number M 123. The real name is George Marshall.
A thief with 10 convictions for criminal offenses, it says.
Compared to us, he's nothing but a petty thief.
I wonder why Marcel wants a file of such a thief.
Oops. Explosion alert!
It's about time the light turns yellow.
Then, Lupan could blow up before he returns here!
I am rather praying that would be the case.
What about the file?
I'm trying to get hold of the file so that I can burn it.
So, if Lupan and the file blow up together, there will be less work for me to do.
That's so cruel!
Lu... Lupan. Do you think we'll make it back in time by running?
I don't know.
Thi...Thiiieves!
Owner's manual. The maximum speed. Horse powers. I've got an awesome car!
We might just be able to get there before the explosion!
There's a checkpoint!
OK. Here we go!
Chase them! Chase them!
Here they come!
Sorry, but we don't have time to play with you guys!
All right. Here we go!
That was scary.
Hey, Jigen. Take over the steering wheel.
Sure.
It's gonna turn red soon!
Yeah. It looks like it!
Both of you! Get out of the car!
Huh? What about you, Lupan?
Think of this as the ultimate gamble.
If it's too late, the least I can do is blow up Marcel and his mansion with me.
Are you planning on crashing the car at full speed?
Very well. Let's show them the Lupan clan's brave way of dying.
Ji... Jigen!
The way of samurai is in dying.
Go... Goemon.
You guy are fools.
Hah! You're just as foolish as we are.
Ten more seconds!
See you guys in the other world!
Those fools!
Sorry to have kept you waiting.
Lu... Lupan!
What a way to rescue me!
Now now, don't be so picky.
Wait! I'm not gonna let you go like this! I'll blow you up with the belt bomb!
That idiot! He must have turned on the switch!
Then, Lupan...
When Marcel turned off the switch for a second, I took it off.
Lu... Lupan... How dare you...
Ah! You look just like the photo in the file!
That petty thief by the name of George Marshal or something!
Don't be ridiculous! I am Marcel Dulain!
I see. You had plastic surgery done to escape from the London Metropolitan Police.
What proof do you have?
Well, Mr. Handsome Marcel, why don't you take a look at your face?
Wh... What?
Ah! My original face!
Your soul is ugly just like your face! Let's go!
Ah! I'm a charming, handsome Marcel!
Lupan, you received a party invitation.
Huh? I've had it with invitations. There! Off it goes!
Are you sure, Lupan?
It was an invitation the Queen sent you for cooperating with Scotland Yard.
Wh... what? The Queen?
Oh, no... no... no...! Oh, please! Please come back!
You should have told me that beforehand! You're just mean, Jigen!
I threw it away! What a fool I am! It's so embarrassing!
I'm challenging the Grand prix race in Monaco.
I planned a big money making deal at a casino before the race.
But, all went down the drain. Even my F1 car was taken away.
Now, I can smell a huge conspiracy.
Well, expect to see my superb driving techniques! Next Episode:
"Bet on the Monaco Grand Prix!" (Who's Vroomin Who?) See ya!
"Bet on the Monaco Grand Prix!"