The absurd game of tag forced upon the group has driven Takeshi to exhaustion. So, he spends another day in his closet sanctuary.  But even the closet isn't safe enough for him to relax. While resting, Takeshi is suddenly engulfed in a mysterious light...
I'm parched. Can I get a drink?
حلقي جافّ. هلّي بشراب؟
Ich bin beeindruckt! Darf ich was trinken?
Estoy sediento. ¿Pueden servirme?
Me muero de sed. ¿Alguien me sirve?
Ho proprio sete.
Chi mi versa da bere?
Estou morrendo de sede. Me dá uma bebida?