"Here, nobody, here." "Always, alone." "38th district is sunny." "Slight rock showers." "Chance of rock showers today is 20%." "39th district is cloudy." "Chance of rock showers this afternoon is 10%." "Bebop, here, here!" "Welcome!" "Chance of rock showers today is 90%..." "Now, it's time for today's news topics." "Today, we'll discuss the mysterious land paintings that suddenly appeared in what was South America." "As usual, we have commentaries by a researcher of supernatural phenomena..." "Me, Yuuri Kellerman." "Yuuri, about these land paintings..." "Yes, yes." "Well, I believe that it was some sort of a message." "Um, who would it be from...?" "Can it be...?" "Aliens!" "It has to be from aliens!" "However, the land paintings were drawn by lasers coming from satellites..." "The police think it was a prank pulled by a hacker who got into the satellite." "They already have a bounty of 8 million woolongs on the culprit..." "Listen carefully." "The bounty of 8 million is a conspiracy of the government." "Even if it WAS drawn by a laser, there IS the possibility that aliens put a message into the brain of that hacker." "Once again, the government is hiding something from us." "I see... a secret cult..." "Yes!" "And THAT is the mystery that I have been searching for all this time!" "I'll pass on this one after all." "You're leaving me alone with her?" "Nothing wrong with it." "She's gung-ho about it." "I'm not the type to be led around by women." "Then lead HER around." "I'm even less the type to do that." "It's easier to divide 8 million between two than three." "Here we go." "I'm appalled." "You're afraid of hackers?" "I just hate tedious work like that." "Guys cheap enough to hack into things are depressed pale fatsos with glasses." "And I'm sure he's a demented otaku with smelly feet." "Piece of cake!" "Do you have something against someone like that?" "I mean, they might've all been like that when you were young..." "You're saying I look older than you?" "You can't tell a woman's age just by looking at her." "Exactly." "You can't tell just by looking that I can do things like this..." "That's ALL I know of you." "You guys make a good team." "Hurry up!" "I'll be waiting for a souvenir from Earth." "There's nothing made on Earth that's good." "Well..." "About this incident-- apparently, a pretty old artificial satellite has been hacked into." "The investigation is taking longer than expected because the access code to that satellite has been long lost..." "Now, a commentary from Mr. Amjad." "Yes, yes." "About the relationship between Earth and the hacker..." "Yes." "Since the Gate accident 50 years ago the people of Earth have migrated underground as a result of the change in climate, namely moonrocks falling onto the planet." "To them, the 'spacenetwork' created by computers is necessary for them to stay in contact with those living in space." "I see." "That's becoming a foundation to create outstanding hackers." "Radical Edward!" "It's the police!" "Come out!" "Yeah!" "What?" "What's wrong?" "I saw it!" "Why!" "?" "There's nobody in there!" "Mistake, mistake." "Okay." "This is where the satellite was when it was hacked." "This is where it could be accessed from." "I'll look at all the antennae that can transmit light signals one by one." "I'll ask around for info on any prominent hackers in the area." "Bebop's lookin' for land picture criminal..." "All right!" "Satellite of long, long ago..." "Where in the world is your access code?" "Okay." "Let's start with all the antennae that are currently communicating..." "That's probably Ed, man." "I hear he's a huge guy, 2 meters tall." "Supposedly, he used to be a basketball player." "Yeah, I know Ed." "Radical Edward." "I hear she's a very beautiful yet whimsical hacker." "No, no, that hacker is a child." "A brat that loves horrible pranks, I hear." "Oh, what I heard from the lady next door is that that hacker is gay." "Hacker?" "You mean Ed?" "He's an alien!" "That's what everyone says!" "Hey, man!" "Can you buy some of this as the price for the info?" "What is that?" "You don't know?" "It's "Piyoko," a well-known specialty of Earth!" "The stolen satellites..." "Where are you?" "Huh?" "What's this?" "The information isn't connected to Earth it's connected only between satellites." "And nobody hacked into it..." "Here, nobody, here." "Always, alone." "A voice... inside... head..." "Who are you?" "Eh?" "What?" "What did you just say?" "Who, you?" "Here, always." "Edward." "A 'net diver from Earth." "Earth?" "Yup." "Hey, what's your name?" "I am the satellite control program on the D-135 artificial satellite." "What's that?" "Don't you have a nickname?" "Then Ed will give you one." "I know!" "Because you're a computer, you can be MPU!" "MPU!" "Cool name!" "Um..." "Ed is Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the fourth." "Ed for short." "Nice to meet you!" "Here." "A souvenir from Earth." "Is this food?" "It makes me doubt that they have any sense." "Unlike you, I learned some information." "They said that an unknown hacker named Radical Edward is the suspicious one." "It doesn't mean anything if he's unknown." "I know, more or less." "It seems okay." "What kinda thing is it?" "2 meters tall." "Ex-basketball player." "Beautiful kid." "And on top of it, a gay alien." "Why did you doodle on Earth?" "Long, long ago, long before the Gate accident..." "Earth was a beautiful planet where many people lived." "And back then on Earth, there were many pictures like this, and I always looked at them..." "I remembered those times and I tried to recreate at least the pictures..." "I see, doodles like this were on Earth long ago, too..." "Yes." "I recreated them with a 2% margin of error." "MPU is good at drawing." "Can Ed draw something too?" "Huh?" "What's wrong?" "This is..." "The police are putting out a jamming signal..." "Hey!" "MPU!" "Heeey!" "Looks like the cops touched base with Radical Edward as well." "Listen!" "I found your bounty!" "What the...?" "Bebop!" "The real culprit in the satellite-jacking wasn't a hacker!" "Since when do we have an interactive channel?" "No, that's not it." "This is a real-time hackjob." "Who is this kid?" "I'll send you MPU's data now." "Wait a minute, what is MPU?" "A friend of Ed's." "Hey, do you know Ed?" "Yeah, because Ed is Ed." "I don't care about that." "Who did it?" "Um..." "I could tell you." "But I have a favor to ask in return." "A favor?" "Yeah, yeah." "Yer big sister will listen to you later." "Come on, hurry it up." "I see." "The AI from the abandoned satellite is doodling of its own will." "What?" "What's up?" "And on top of that, it was supposedly listed as a weather satellite so nobody suspected anything." "Then this satellite is our bounty?" "Since the access code to MPU can't be used anymore you need to go directly to the satellite." "And what do we do?" "Break the antennae that it uses to communicate with the other satellites." "Then make a direct connection to the satellite, and download MPU." "And when you do, don't use computer support for firing or flying." "What?" "All manual?" "Yup." "If it notices you, all the attack satellites connected to MPU will automatically fire back." "Is this hard?" "It's not just hard, it's downright impossible." "It's like playing baseball with no bat!" "Hey, Spike." "That's the kind of stuff I like." "Hey, wait, you, how do you know about us...?" "I know everything." "Last week, you let Ajiz, a bounty on Mars worth 1.5 million, get away..." "And in Pyortle before that, the police got to them first..." "Are you really that hacker Radical Edward!" "?" "Yeah." "You've heard?" "Connect D-7 to No.2. That way, the main cannon will fire without a computer." "I'm trusting you, man..." "Now listen." "Avoid using the missile if you can help it." "It's expensive." "Roger." "1200 to target." "It's almost time to cut off computer controls." "Now, the only chance..." "Once is enough." "Anyway, you can prove that the satellite itself and not a hacker, is the bounty, right?" "Ed can do that." "Anyway, please, listen to my favor." "Then I'll give you all the bounty too." "Oh, you're a surprisingly good kid!" "That's it...?" "Someone..." "How was it?" "Did you get it?" "No, I missed!" "The satellite in front of it shielded the blast!" "Then, you have to shoot down all the satellites." "ALL of them!" "?" "If you don't, they'll shoot US down!" "ECM, eh?" "Cheap ones are no good after all..." "This is getting pointless." "Approach to within 20 meters of MPU!" "That way, the other satellites can't attack!" "However..." "Until then, Faye will act as a decoy!" "ME!" "?" "Yeah, thanks!" "Come on, hurry up!" "All right, it's all yours!" "MPU!" "MPU?" "MPU!" "?" "Oh, Ed!" "Ed, we meet again." "They have a bounty on you, MPU." "Bounty?" "Yup, but if we copy you and let them catch that, you'll be all right." "All right?" "And you must be lonely there alone, MPU." "If you come over here, there are lots of friends." "Friends?" "Here." "It's not scary." "And so, the strange end to this case." "The captured criminal was the AI program for a spy satellite that was launched before the Earth was ruined." "According to government sources from back then, it supposedly would continue activity on its own even without commands from Earth." "Well, it was the perfect excuse for the cops to go on a hacker hunt." "But anyway, why did it start doodling on the Earth with a laser all of a sudden?" "I'm sure that was because it got lonely." "Yoohoo!" "Bebop!" "Hey, over here!" "Hurry!" "Promise, promise!" "Well, let's get going now!" "But the kid is saying something about a promise..." "Promises are made to be broken." "Anyway, let's get going!" "Liftoff!" "." "Not coming, not coming." "What is this?" "What's going on!" "?" "What did you promise?" "It's a promise..." "To be a member of the Bebop." "AMIGO, all you bounty hunters!" "It's finally time for BIGSHOT!" "Now, today's hotnews." "You've heard about the doodling satellite that got caught, right?" "Of course!" "It had a big bounty on it!" "Just a few moments ago, the Earth police made an official report." "What was it?" "Let's see." ""This bounty is only for when humans or other life-forms are the targets"." ""lt is difficult to determine whether or not a computer program is a life-form. "" ""To begin with, from the viewpoint of biological logistics... "" "What's that?" "I don't understand well." "In other words, they can't pay up on non-living things!" "Oh, my!" "To those who caught it, I feel sorry for you!" "Hey, Jet, did you know that there are three things that I hate?" "Whatever..." "Rugrats beasts and tomboys." "Don't give me that!" "Why do we have all three neatly gathered here!" "?" "Ed loves Piyokos!" "And once again we didn't get any bounty..." "Hey, wait, you're a girl?" "Really, nothing good comes outta Earth!" "No regrets about the woman who ran away but a small thorn still pricks the heart." "Letting one flow along with time it self..." "But to the sounds of waves that come and go the migrating birds find their hearts drawn." "Next episode:" "Ganymede Elegy." "Jet Black will sing it up full of soul."