Cowboy Bebop - When In Rome
Spike has an interesting meeting with a woman by the name of Neira Sailin.
Faye discovers another tape about her childhood. Ed finds herself at the
top of a mafia on Mars? Stay tuned, because Cowboy Bebop is headed your
way. Let's jam!
No one likes Mars. The planet wasn't all that great as compared to what it was in the late twentieth century. Spike had been to this planet more times that he'd care to say. It was a boring planet that never had anything happen that was serious enough to be interesting. The only reason they were headed there was because they ran into a guy worth 500,000, literally. The man's ship crashed onto the deck of the Bebop. Originally the crew was headed to Jupiter for some R&R but had to turn back to deposit the man whom was currently chained up to a large pipe in the living room. Ed being Ed was eager to discover who this person was.
"Whatcha doin'?"
"Whaddya mean?"
"Well, what did you do to have a bounty on your head?"
"Why do you care? Your buddies hand me over, get paid, and you never see me again. Why are you concerned?"
"Because Ed doesn't get paid."
"Sounds like you're getting the raw end of the deal."
"Not really. Ed gets food. Ed gets a home. Nothing to worry about."
"Yeah, but what if you were the boss?"
"Ed never thought of that..."
Jet and Spike walked into the living room glancing over at Ed and the bounty head for a moment then sat down by the computer and pulled up the file. "Michael Adrian Harms, better known as 'Long-Shot.' He was a minor bookie for a while until a mob boss took a fall and put him in charge. His syndicate controls most of Mars and has little opposition from both the cops and any rival groups."
"So peewee over there is a mob boss? I think we're in the wrong business, Jet." The two walked towards the kitchen paying no mind to Ed who restarted the conversation after climbing around on some of the pipes around the syndicate leader.
"Big, scary man! BLAH! RAWR! He's the boss!"
"Yeah, I'm the boss. And I tell you what, you let me go and I'll make you the boss. Alright?"
"Make Ed the boss? I don't know. Spike and Jet would be awful mad if Ed let 500,000 woolongs fly away." Ed made jumped off a pipe trying to fly but crashed into the floor, repeated this process twice more and sat back down on a pipe above the man.
"Who cares? That's pocket change compared to what you'll be making if you become the boss. You'll be making millions every minute. And all you gotta do is let me go! Come on! Whaddya say?"
"Ed says...nope! Sorry! Unh-uh!"
"Please?"
"Oops! Nasty man said the magic word!" Ed climbed down from her pipe and started heading for the keys to the three locks that held the chains together around the boss when the voice boomed:
"YOU MEAN ALL I HAD TO DO WAS SAY PLEASE?!"
"Mmmhmmm. Ed says that if someone is polite and asks nicely that they are sincere and you should help them."
"Well, in that case, could you please help me get to my ship? I would appreciate it after you get me out of these chains."
"Ed will help!"
Ein strode into the living room during this time and was walking over to Ed and Michael when he noticed that the chains were coming loose. A loud growl followed by several particularly loud, shrill barks echoed throughout the Bebop. Ein's ears were flat against his head as he growled and barked. Even Ein knew that if someone was tied up they were supposed to stay that way.
"Ein! Shhh...We're helping!" Ed tried to calm down the overactive dog but Ein ran off in the direction that Spike and Jet had left. "Dumb Ein." Ed continued to undo the chains.
Jet was sitting in his bonsai room when Faye poked her head in to ask one of her usual questions.
"Tell me, why again are we going to Mars, again!" The clipper in Jet's hand slipped when she opened her mouth causing him to cut off a branch.
"A guy worth 500,000 crashed into the ship and we're turning him in to the authorities. Would you like to join him? I'm sure there's a bounty on you too, Faye. Don't you still have a few debts to pay off?" Jet smiled because the fickle woman exited after he had brought up her old gambling debts that she had run out on.
Spike walked in as Faye stormed out. His eyebrow cocked upward as Faye fumed about how she was "taking orders from a cop."
"What's her problem?"
"She's a nag."
"Get over it, Jet. You know you like her around."
Jet took a hard swing at Spike's face with his robotic arm but missed of course. Spike knew it was coming because he provoked it. "You really need to pay attention to your work, Jet."
"Huh?" Jet hadn't been paying attention to the fact that he was still working on his trees and one of them was now nearly without any limbs at all. "Gagh! Get out! All of you!" Jet pressed the control panel button to close the door and looked at his mutilated tree. "I need a vacation from my own ship..."
No one likes Mars. The planet wasn't all that great as compared to what it was in the late twentieth century. Spike had been to this planet more times that he'd care to say. It was a boring planet that never had anything happen that was serious enough to be interesting. The only reason they were headed there was because they ran into a guy worth 500,000, literally. The man's ship crashed onto the deck of the Bebop. Originally the crew was headed to Jupiter for some R&R but had to turn back to deposit the man whom was currently chained up to a large pipe in the living room. Ed being Ed was eager to discover who this person was.
"Whatcha doin'?"
"Whaddya mean?"
"Well, what did you do to have a bounty on your head?"
"Why do you care? Your buddies hand me over, get paid, and you never see me again. Why are you concerned?"
"Because Ed doesn't get paid."
"Sounds like you're getting the raw end of the deal."
"Not really. Ed gets food. Ed gets a home. Nothing to worry about."
"Yeah, but what if you were the boss?"
"Ed never thought of that..."
Jet and Spike walked into the living room glancing over at Ed and the bounty head for a moment then sat down by the computer and pulled up the file. "Michael Adrian Harms, better known as 'Long-Shot.' He was a minor bookie for a while until a mob boss took a fall and put him in charge. His syndicate controls most of Mars and has little opposition from both the cops and any rival groups."
"So peewee over there is a mob boss? I think we're in the wrong business, Jet." The two walked towards the kitchen paying no mind to Ed who restarted the conversation after climbing around on some of the pipes around the syndicate leader.
"Big, scary man! BLAH! RAWR! He's the boss!"
"Yeah, I'm the boss. And I tell you what, you let me go and I'll make you the boss. Alright?"
"Make Ed the boss? I don't know. Spike and Jet would be awful mad if Ed let 500,000 woolongs fly away." Ed made jumped off a pipe trying to fly but crashed into the floor, repeated this process twice more and sat back down on a pipe above the man.
"Who cares? That's pocket change compared to what you'll be making if you become the boss. You'll be making millions every minute. And all you gotta do is let me go! Come on! Whaddya say?"
"Ed says...nope! Sorry! Unh-uh!"
"Please?"
"Oops! Nasty man said the magic word!" Ed climbed down from her pipe and started heading for the keys to the three locks that held the chains together around the boss when the voice boomed:
"YOU MEAN ALL I HAD TO DO WAS SAY PLEASE?!"
"Mmmhmmm. Ed says that if someone is polite and asks nicely that they are sincere and you should help them."
"Well, in that case, could you please help me get to my ship? I would appreciate it after you get me out of these chains."
"Ed will help!"
Ein strode into the living room during this time and was walking over to Ed and Michael when he noticed that the chains were coming loose. A loud growl followed by several particularly loud, shrill barks echoed throughout the Bebop. Ein's ears were flat against his head as he growled and barked. Even Ein knew that if someone was tied up they were supposed to stay that way.
"Ein! Shhh...We're helping!" Ed tried to calm down the overactive dog but Ein ran off in the direction that Spike and Jet had left. "Dumb Ein." Ed continued to undo the chains.
Jet was sitting in his bonsai room when Faye poked her head in to ask one of her usual questions.
"Tell me, why again are we going to Mars, again!" The clipper in Jet's hand slipped when she opened her mouth causing him to cut off a branch.
"A guy worth 500,000 crashed into the ship and we're turning him in to the authorities. Would you like to join him? I'm sure there's a bounty on you too, Faye. Don't you still have a few debts to pay off?" Jet smiled because the fickle woman exited after he had brought up her old gambling debts that she had run out on.
Spike walked in as Faye stormed out. His eyebrow cocked upward as Faye fumed about how she was "taking orders from a cop."
"What's her problem?"
"She's a nag."
"Get over it, Jet. You know you like her around."
Jet took a hard swing at Spike's face with his robotic arm but missed of course. Spike knew it was coming because he provoked it. "You really need to pay attention to your work, Jet."
"Huh?" Jet hadn't been paying attention to the fact that he was still working on his trees and one of them was now nearly without any limbs at all. "Gagh! Get out! All of you!" Jet pressed the control panel button to close the door and looked at his mutilated tree. "I need a vacation from my own ship..."
