TRIGUN STAMPEDE

Hello, Jeff. Lookin' good, Arthur.

Nice to see you, Kate. Hi, everybody.

Morning.

Vash! Come back right now!

This is a Level E-three emergency.

Formation maintenance program phase five recalculating.

The ship is in free fall.

All parties please evacuate as quickly as possible. I repeat...

Nai?

This is a Level E-three emergency...

Vash, here!

Nai! Rem!

Wait, what's going on?

Why's it saying we're in free fall?

We're okay. It's overreacting a little, but we need to move.

Follow me. This way.

Get in. Quickly.

The people still asleep, they're gonna escape, too, aren't they?

Of course.

All in? Get comfy.

Come with us, there's room.

Please know that I love you both.

Hey!

Try your very best to survive for me. Vash? Nai?

Getting to know you two... has meant the entire world to me!

No! Please don't!

Rem, no!

Good morning listeners and thank you

for choosing November Public Broadcasting's

satellite news this sunny May twenty-fifth.

In recent events, the JuLai government has announced

a new most wanted fugitive.

And the feds aren't quick to jump.

Argh!

I don't know what'll kill you first, newbie,

your driving or me.

You shouldn't be drinking on the job anyway,

and that's just the terrain.

By the way...

...my name isn't "newbie," Roberto.

Could've sworn it was.

Hmph. I see you graduated from November University.

Hoity Toity.

Being a reporter was my dream.

Really shooting for the stars, eh?

Yup, before long I'll be behind the news desk--

Wow, they put a rising star on a gossip piece

with an old dog like me?

And this is exactly why I didn't wanna babysit a newbie.

Please, we are on the job,

and you need to refer to me by my name.

That's Meryl Stryfe to you.

Oh, is it now?

Here's my advice, so listen up, newbie.

Might be hard to tell from your ivory tower,

but Noman's Land is cruel beyond belief.

Dog-eat-dog at its finest.

But you'll find that out soon.

You've got a helluva lot to learn about

what it takes to survive on the ground. Dontcha, newbie?

So sweet, thanks for the advice!

Ugh! You're spilling my booze!

Any day now, I'll get my big scoop!

Any minute, I'm sure.

I'll be running the entire bureau

before you know it!

Then could you give me a raise, boss?

I'm being serious!

So am I.

I forgot to charge the battery...

Newbie? This world will eat you alive.

I'm thirsty.

Okay, so I know he's the "Humanoid Typhoon",

but is he, like, a real guy?

How have you made it this far?

Run into him and it's over.

The man is a walking disaster. Hence that cute little nickname.

The Humanoid Typhoon, got it.

Real people aren't such caricatures.

He's a man, not a monster.

That said, I won't abandon an assignment

--just because it's silly. -- Uh-huh.

If it's the Typhoon scoop they want,

then by gosh they'll get it!

Rude.

Dead ahead.

Huh?

Looks like the work of the Bad Lads Gang.

Yeesh, They did a real number on that poor slob.

Need a hand?

What a creep.

Got that right. Let's go.

Don't leave me hanging, friends!

No way. We can't just leave him here.

Rookie mistake.

Appreciate it.

Huh... You some kinda gunman?

Huh? Uh... I guess, but I'm really not much of a fighter.

Well, that makes sense.

Got some lost tech on ya, huh?

Huh?

I know that getup.

The hell are JuLai military police doing out here?

Police? They might have water!

-- Don't! --Hey, over here!

Oh, good. Have you seen this man around?

Huh?

C'mon, lady, it's not complex.

What are you trying to book him for?

You're press?

Then you should know who we're dealing with.

They call him the Humanoid Typhoon.

He's killed people and obliterated plants all over.

Got six million double dollars on his head.

Well? Have you seen the freak or not?

I think so!

I'm pretty sure he went that way!

Why didn't you say so sooner?

Gee, thank you!

For what?

I'll turn you over as soon as I get my exclusive interview.

Hey, good job, newbie.

Good job, Meryl!

And think about it.

If this guy's been falsely accused,

it's our duty as the press to clear his name.

You don't find defenders of justice every day!

You're a bonafide blessing, you know!

Journalistic integrity! Don't flatter me!

What a load of crap.

Here's an idea. Let's beat the heat

and get rolling on that interview at the diner nearby.

Huh? Diner? You doofus, we should've gone right away!

Over here?

Ow, ow, ow! Ow, ow, ow!

--Reverse, reverse! -- Wait, so this way?

Uh, no, quite--

This clown's the big, bad Typhoon?

Vash the Stampede, eh? Who are you?

-- --

Water...

I've heard of this place. Jeneora Rock.

Well, what've we got here.

This ain't no place for kids,

little lady!

Uh, hello?

You'll have to speak up if you care to be heard.

Yup, I knew we'd find her here!

My newbie needs a shorter leash.

Vash! You're here!

Working on baby two, Rosa?

Looks like it.

Where's hubs?

I kicked his lazy ass out.

Atta girl.

Uh, you two seem pretty close.

Damn right we're pretty close.

This man's Jeneora Rock's savior.

For real?

Who are you and what're planning to do with our Vash?

Careful, kitchen's servin' lead.

These guys are two of my best buds!

Then why're you tied up?

--Ta-da! --

Ugh. I trust ya.

I suppose any friend of Vash's is a friend of mine.

Now that that's settled, what'll you all be drinking?

Whiskey for me.

We're on the job. Three waters, please.

So, did college teach you to be such a prude?

What you so crudely call prudishness

kept me at the top of my class. So, uh...

Newbie.

Sorry about that.

Our plant. It's busted somehow.

Now we're stuck buying water off the next town over.

We won't be drinking clear for a while.

Your plant broke?

'Fraid so, but since you three came around,

maybe things are starting to look up for us.

Come on, give it another look?

-- Huh? -- Please, Vash?

I wouldn't've pegged you as a plant engineer.

Don't judge a book.