Hijikata is offered a lottery ticket by the old lady who runs the cigarette store he frequents. Though initially he has no interest, he's forced to take a ticket someone dropped, with assurances that "it'll change the way the world looks."
You're in my way, you mohawk trash.
.ابتعدوا عن الطّريق، يا أصحاب الموهوك القذرين
No estorben, mohicanos mugrientos.
Se mandem, moicanos malditos.