Coyote Ragtime Show (コヨーテ ラグタイムショー)

The Federation's press conference in response

to the Graceland uprising was met with sharp criticism

from galactic leaders.

At 9:58 p.m. today, Geteldova Standard Time,

they announced the scheduled deployment of a photonic

annihilation bomb against planet Graceland.

Currently, the Baltic Pact forbids the use of photonic

annihilation bombs and similar WMDs.

Inspector!

Inspector Angelica!

I'm so glad you made it!

Are you with the Sandvil police?

Yep, Chelsea Moore...

with the SPD.

It's nice to meet you, Chelsea.

Is this your first trip to Sandvil, Inspector?

Yeah.

So what brings an investigator of your stature

out to a remote planet like this?

Oh, it's just minor business, really.

Just minor business?

Yep, that's it.

Oh, that's one of our insect repellers.

Insect repeller?

Right!

Planet Sandvil's pioneering history is

complete with stories of...

Oh...

darn it...

Sandvil's settlers were always fighting off insects.

This is no ex...

ex--agg--ur--ay--tie--on.

However, in G.C. 1837, it was con...

formed that the insects rely on hearing instead of si-- sight!

So a ha--yi--per--SONE--ic ree--meh--dee was...

Anyway, they're Sandvil's only tourist attraction!

So I see.

Huh?

"The raisin for...?

mmm...

entering?"

It's "Reason."

Oh, "Reason!" - I knew that was it!

So you're Inspector Burns...

Welcome to Sandvil Penitentiary, I'm Warden Frank Dustin.

Warden.

So, what exactly brings you past the bugs and into

my neck of the desert?

Ma'am, I'm gonna need you to open

your suitcase for me, please.

Wow...

What in the hell?

All right - what in the world is going on here, Inspect...

The Federation...

And the President?

Approved this?

So who the hell is this friend of yours?

Inspector Angelica Burns from the Federation she's...

Yeah, well I knew that much!

But...

That's all I know about her, honest!

The bigwigs just told me to bring her here and to...

act all polite and stuff!

Yeah, yeah sure...

but not every Federal Investigator walks around with

Presidential Orders, do they?

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Maybe...

She's a special agent...

with a secret mission.

And she couldn't tell us...

even if she wanted to!

But...

what KIND of secret mission?

Well, probably...

um, uh...

it's just you know, top secret!

So, are you done snooping around?

No, I still need your cooperation.

Well, let's see.

Bringing weapons into the prison, full computer access

and prisoner profile searches and printouts.

Okay, I give...

What ELSE could you possibly want?

A certain detainee of yours...

Oh, really?

So you're after one of our prisoners, are you?

Well, maybe you can tell me.

Huh?!

John Smith, Frederick Gondorf, Ray Mosquin...

... sound familiar?

'Fraid not.

Oh, I know!

John Smith: G.C. 2030, planet Duran, Geteldova system,

police raid the location where he is about to carry out

a narcotics transaction!

The bust netted approximately 200,000 space dollars from

the Criminal Guild!

I'm impressed.

Thanks!

My memory's actually pretty good!

It doesn't make a difference!

If you're looking for a fugitive go the police, not my prison!

Those are his aliases, Warden.

Huh?

Richard Phillips, Jonathan Klish,

and Steven Foreman are a few others.

He has as many aliases as there are stars in the sky by now,

I'd imagine.

They call him, "Mister."

Mister?

Coyotes call him that out of respect.

I received an anonymous phone call last night and the caller

told me that Mister would show up here at Sandvil Penitentiary.

I've been on his trail for 4 years now and I haven't had

a decent lead in over a year.

And what makes you think there's any validity to

this "phone call" you received?

My gut.

Great!

Women's intuition!

Hey!

That's sexist, you know!

Shut up!

If you don't like it then go cry to the President

or the friggin' gender--feminists!

I'm gettin' sick and tired of this crap!

Hello?

This is the Red Desert Liberation Front,

and we're about to set off 20 bombs in your prison.

Power to the people.

Unbelievable!

I've been warden of this penitentiary for eight years.

Eight whole years!

And not a single day has gone by without getting

an anonymous call from some jackass trying to rile me up!

And none of those calls has been real, not even...

Fire in Cell Block 4!

And in five also!

Send out the firefighting squad!

And lower barriers D--7 through 14!

This is cell block 8, go ahead!

I don't know...

but the explosions have to be coming from inside!

Let's get the prisoners and guards evacuated ASAP

and have everyone else work on the fire.

Chelsea.

Get the Sandvil Police's Bomb Disposal Team

here on the double!

Right!

This is Detective Chelsea Moore...

Oh my god, what a mess.

It gets worse.

Huh?

There's plenty more to come.

All right, scumbags!

We need everyone in the main courtyard!

What's your problem?

Move it, cueball!

And hurry the hell up!

Oh, hey!

Over here!

I'm so glad you made it.

I'm Warden Frank Dustin.

I'm Captain Jones of the Bomb Squad.

What's your situation?

I received a phone call saying terrorists had set up

bombs within our perimeter.

I see.

How's the evacuation coming along?

We've got about 70 percent, but Cell Block 4 is going slowly

with 300 prisoners and guards inside.

Any casualties?

We do have people injured

but we haven't determined if anyone's died, yet.

Just leave it to the pros.

Okay, we're counting on you...

Keep a safe distance.

Chelsea.

Yes?

What happened to the jeep we arrived in?

I thought we parked it...

over there.

All right, show me where.

Right!

We'll split into three groups.

Andy and Brad will take Cell Block 3.

Matt, George, and Elliot will take Blocks 5 and 6.

And I'll take care of Block 4.

Move out.

It was under the seat!

That's what really set the damn scanner off!

What do you mean?

I mean we all got played and didn't even know it!

They used my weapons clearance to get

their bombs into the prison.

It had to be the guard driving the jeep.

The terrorist story was more than likely

a deception on his part.

And those "anonymous" phone calls probably