Outlaw Star (星方武侠アウトロースター)

Gene! Grappler Ships, dead ahead!

It wouldn't be fun otherwise!

Let's do it!

I still can't believe that this is happening...

But I have to do it!

I have to take the road that's in front of me.

Yeah...

I wanted to come here...

...to space.

So get the hell outta my way!

Whoo-hoo!

Space...

We must never let her escape.

We'll just launch the fighters.

At this range, we can take her.

This is Blue Three.

I'm ready to launch.

This is Blue Five.

Ready to launch.

This is Blue Two; ready to launch.

All right, listen up, dirtbags.

We're goin' up against "Ice" Hilda.

I need all of you to stay sharp!

It ain't gonna be easy,

but once we capture her, we take the treasure!

Got it?!

Roger!

Let's do it!

Missiles! Fire at A-3 to slow her down!

Roger!

A barrier?! Damn, we've got no choice

but to close in and fire your anchors to catch her!

Multiple impacts.

Hull condition critical.

Use of emergency escape device is recommended.

Unable to return fire.

Unable to return fire.

We did it! We caught our "Ice" Hilda.

Unable to return fire.

Unable to return fire.

To stay here is death...

To go... is death.

Her location... sub-ether drive.

Damn that Horus...

I can't believe he activated it in that condition.

Damn you, Hilda...

Planet Sentinel Three.

Level-Four-terraformed world.

Industry Class: Three.

Public Order Level: Four.

Population: 1.52 million.

What'll it be?

Lookin' for a guy named Gene.

Gene?

And, uh, what do you want with him?

Let's just say he pulled a number on my brother.

Okay...

I'm gonna raise ya.

I heard he was a regular around here.

Yep...

Might say.

What'cha gonna do? You gonna call?

Or you gonna fold?

Come on, I can't wait all day!

So, mister, does Gene come in here or doen't he?

Well, I...

Huh?!

What're you doing?!

I gotta call the game, Jim. I have a guest to fight.

Dammit, that ain't fair you knew you were gonna lose!

Huh?

Hm? What the hell?

You expecting someone else?

You're lookin' for me, if I'm not mistaken.

You're Gene Starwind?

You mean to tell me, a runt like you took out Butch?

Oh, yeah, Butch...

That scraggly guy who started a brawl here last month.

Hey, for a wimp, I made pretty good money offa him.

Hey punk, better watch it...

Before you die, you should know who I am.

The name's Rob Cain.

I've killed 30 men, and you'll be 31th.

You're "Death Rob"?!

Some people call me that.

So, you're Rob Cain.

"Deaf" Rob?

That's "Death"!

He's not down, Gene!

That guy's a cyborg!

So, if you didn't have a gun, would you run away?

Only when I don't have one. Heh.

That doesn't work.

Gene, he's a type C!

Go for the bias line in the side!

Okay! Got it!

-- --

Okay, Clyde, you can call the Sheriff now.

Gene! I was so scared!

Aw, Iris, it's okay now.

Hah! Is that why you have your hand on her ass?

So, you think everything's "okay," Gene?

And what about the damage to my bar?

Jim! What's the bounty on this Death Rob guy?

Four-thousand wong.

Pay the repairs and deposit what's left.

Tonight, I'm gonna hit the town.

-- --

-- --

So, what do you wanna do, Gene?

You wanna get something good to eat?

Wanna hit the casino?

Or I was thinkin', you know, maybe goin'...

Hm?

Boy, you don't see that everyday.

Somebody other than the regular flight coming to Sentinel...

All right!

Jim, tonight we're gonna be goin' our separate ways.

Wha--?!

But Gene, why?!

I'm going someplace that doesn't interest kids, all right.

Hey, the girls always roll out the red carpet

when I come along!

Okay, then you wanna come with me

and become a real man tonight?

Uh... I don't really think so.

Catch ya later!

Oh! Gene Starwind!

You scumbag!

Are we very certain that

Hilda has fled to this world?

Three days ago, we assume.

If she's avoided all our traps, that limits her to this area.

Search for her!

Gene, are you going into space someday?

As good as you are, I'm sure you'll be okay.

What do you think you're gonna be doing up there?

Treasure huntin'?

Bounty huntin'?

Or are you just gonna be a romantic and look for adventure?

No, pirate hunting.

It's not possible.

Yeah, I guess.

I've never been up there.

And I don't have a ship to call my own.

Hey, don't get all serious on me.

Right.

Hey Gene, it's almost noon!

Get outta bed and give me a hand down here!

We've got that tractor repair job

waiting for us this afternoon; we gotta get done for Henry.

A job for 150 wongs?

I can't get myself outta bed for something that small...

When did you finally get back last night?

Five, this morning.

You probably haven't heard yet, so I'd better tell ya.

That ship that came down, the one last night.

It was a pirate ship.

Pirate?

I don't know what organization they were with.

C'mon!

What about quarantine?

The Space Forces don't come out here.

So, you just need to grease some palms.

But I don't get it, what is it that they could possibly

be interested in here on Sentinel?

I don't know, Gene, you're asking the wrong guy.

-- -- Huh?

Hello, you've reached Hawking

from Starwind and Hawking Repairs.

We fix everything from tractors to relationships.

So how can we help you today?

I have a job for you.

Okey, dokey.

Could you give me the particulars?

Let's see, if it's not any trouble, I'd like to order

a few specials parts and I'd also like a bodyguard.

I see...

Very well then.

And your name, lady?

My name's Rachel.

And thank you.

Well?

Gosh, Gene... That lady asked for some real serious hardware.

Hey, Jim, she's a customer.

And a real babe.

Women'll be the death of you someday.

Right, I can't forget to include that

in my plan for an ideal life.