Cowboy Bebop May 2026

"It’s 50,000 Woolongs," Jet reminds him, his cybernetic arm whirring as he snips a tiny leaf. "That’s a lot of bell peppers."

"Run!" he shouts to the kid, but it’s too late. A stray round catches the hacker’s console, and the holograms vanish into a shower of sparks. Cowboy Bebop

"So, we’re out of everything," Spike mutters, his voice like gravel. "It’s 50,000 Woolongs," Jet reminds him, his cybernetic

Gunfire shatters the tequila bottles. Spike is a blur of motion, his Jericho 941 barking in the dim light. He moves with a fluid, effortless grace, dodging bullets like they’re nothing more than annoying flies. " Jet reminds him