Futurama (1999–2013): Season 3, Episode 12 - Insane in the Mainframe - full transcript
Fry and Bender are mistakenly convicted of robbing a bank and are both sent to a robot mental institution.
NARRATOR: Futurama is brought to you
by Thompson 's Teeth...
... the only teeth strong enough
to eat other teeth.
Insane in the Mainframe
Good news, everyone.
Today marks our friend Dr. Zoidberg's
10th year with Planet Express.
- Huzzahs are in order.
- Huzzah.
- Hooray for me! Hooray for Zoidberg!
- I'll now read the mandatory speech.
"Dear Employee: Has it really been
5, 10 or 15 years?
If not, disregard this
and get to work."
Distribute token of appreciation
and applaud.
Look! Coupons! I can get
two oil changes for the price of one!
Now if I could only afford the one.
And the car.
Ah, the years. So many memories...
...so many strange fluids
gushing out of patients' bodies.
HERMES: Yes, yes. Now here's
your pension statement.
It's empty because you haven't paid
into it, you dummy.
You kept track of it all these years.
I'm boned. I haven't paid either.
What'll I do when I retire?
- I thought you were retired.
- I don't see you planning for old age.
I got plans. I'm gonna turn
my on/off switch to off.
I'm gonna take action. It's time
to check my retirement fund.
Damn! Still only 100 dollars.
A penny saved is a penny earned. Also,
I need athlete's foot cream for my face.
He's right.
I must start investing wisely.
Well, down to my last lottery ticket.
Cherry. Cherry!
Mule. Crud!
You got six bucks left to retire on.
I recommend Tender Vittles.
You're opening a retirement
account for $6?
I'm sure a wealthy mule farmer like you
knows we charge a $ 10 monthly fee.
You gotta spend money to make money.
Here you are.
Your account is now overdrawn by $4.
I've seen lines move
faster in the sperm bank.
That's for sure...
Roberto, is that you?
Bender! Hey, man!
[LAUGHING]
- You old lunatic! How you been?
- Not bad. Not bad.
Everybody on the floor!
This is a stickup!
I'm okay too. I'm taking a Chinese
cooking class at the Learning Annex.
- Cool. Can you give me a hand here?
- Sure thing, pal.
Hey, you! Red! Quit watering
that plant and get the door!
- Nice talking to you.
- Same here. You guys are all right.
- Here's something for your trouble.
- Thanks, buddy!
Freeze! You're under arrest!
Shoot them in the back!
Quick, while they're not looking!
Court is in session.
The Honorable Judge Whitey presiding.
The charge is bank robbery.
My caddie-chauffeur informs me...
...that a bank is where people
put money that isn't invested right.
Therefore, robbing a bank is tantamount
to that most heinous of crimes:
Theft of money.
As the surveillance camera for that
bank the judge was jawing about...
...could you tell us what you
done seen that day?
Well, let's see. My memory's a little
fuzzy, but it went exactly like this:
Your Honor, I move
that I be disbarred...
...for introducing this evidence
against my own clients.
Mr. Fry, do you recognize the robot
hugging on you in this here hologram?
I sure do! That's the real robber...
...and I'll never forget his name as
long as I live. And that name is...
[COUGHS]
Just give a name! You don't wanna
look stupid on Court TV.
You're right. You're right. It was...
[PHONE RINGS]
Yes? What?
You say if I testify I'll be killed?
Oh, it's for you.
And the other hamburger will also be
made of your lungs. So long, pal.
I won't testify on grounds that my
organs will be chopped up into a patty.
The 67th Amendment.
I may be a simple, country chicken,
but I know when we're finger-licked.
What if we plead insanity?
A few months in an insane asylum?
I could do it on my head.
If you start now,
it might help our case.
What evidence do you offer to
support this new plea of insanity?
- They done hired me to represent them.
- Insanity plea is accepted.
Mr. Bender, I hereby commit you to the
asylum for criminally insane robots...
...until you are deemed cured.
Yahoo! The system fails again!
And Mr. Fry, I sentence you to the
home for criminally insane humans.
That facility has been full since you
ruled being poor is a mental illness.
Order! The only poor people
I want to hear about...
...are those who tend to my pores
at the spa.
Send them both to the robot loony bin
and let's go.
FRY:
Huh?
Ow, my head! Ow, my feet!
Ow, my head! Ow, my feet!
- Keep your chin up.
FRY: Ow, my chin!
I don't belong here.
This is for insane robots.
Well, you meet half
the qualifications.
Oh, good! A physical!
Once they examine my fragile,
pink body, they'll see I'm not a...
[FRY SCREAMS]
Whee!
[GROANS]
[SINGS]
What the...?
[BELCHES]
BENDER:
I find that offensive!
Greetings. I am Dr. Perceptron. Let me
give you something to help you relax.
There's been a terrible mistake!
I'm human!
See? I'm all squishy and flabby.
Also, I complain a lot.
Yes, you do. You need to relax more.
Terrific. Now, consider
the following:
You were admitted to this robot
asylum. You must be a robot.
Diagnosis complete.
I do other human stuff. I age! See?
I'm Nurse Ratchet.
Please come with me, won't you?
We'll meet your roommate next.
His name is Malfunctioning Eddie.
The car dealer?
I guess his prices really were insane.
He's very excitable, so don't
say anything to surprise him.
- Pleased to meet you.
- We've met.
What?!
I'm a pretty girl. I'm a pretty girl.
I'm a pretty girl.
- Someone had a busy day!
- My roommate exploded.
You gotta help me.
How can I prove I'm human?
- You could drop dead.
- I don't wanna!
UNIT 2013:
Hey. I believe you are a human.
You do?
They don't believe I'm a human either.
Name's Unit 2013.
Let me introduce you around.
Fry, meet Norm. Still picking up
CIA transmissions on your teeth?
They just won't stop!
WOMAN: The CIA cafeteria menu for the
week of May 15th is as follows:
Monday, shepherd's pie...
Cuckoo.
- Let me guess. He thinks he's Lincoln?
- He's supposed to.
Problem is, he's got multiple
personalities. All of them Lincoln.
I was born in 200 log cabins.
UNIT 2013:
And this here is Frankie.
He thinks he's a lunchroom worker.
So they put him here.
- How's working the lunchroom?
- All right.
Poor Frankie.
Change places!
I can't take much more of this.
I want out of here!
Are you crazy? This is great.
Electroshock whenever you want...
...two Lincolns for every Napoleon.
Sweet light crude!
But I'm not a robot! I don't like
having disks crammed into me.
Unless they're Oreos, and only in
the mouth. Don't you see? I'll die!
Quit your bellyaching
and take it like a robot.
MAD HATTER:
Change places!
They say you're making strides
with your exploding problem.
Well, the way I see it...
Get me out. I'd have starved if not
for that sick vending machine robot.
Give me! Give me!
Poor Fry. He's got the munchies
for freedom.
We're trying.
We petitioned the governor...
...but he doesn't want to appear soft
on those falsely imprisoned.
At least I have friends on the outside.
Bender's been no help at all.
Je sui Napol?on!
No, seriously, I'm not.
You should be more ashamed than usual.
Lighten up, honey. I'm getting through
a difficult time using humor.
Visiting hours are over.
Time for our medication disks.
Help me! For God's sake, help me!
Don't worry, Fry. I too once spent
a nightmarish time in a robot asylum.
But now it's nearly over. So long.
Thirty days, September, April, June.
Peanut butter. What am I gonna do?
[WHIRRING]
Oh, God! What? What? What is it now?
- You are being released.
- Finally! Sweet justice!
Sweet, juicy justice!
- Not you. Him.
- Me? What a surprise!
- Look! I barely exploded at all.
- We can control that with medication.
Fry? Are we ready to
meet our new roommate?
- Hi, Red!
- Roberto? What are you doing here?
- I got busted robbing that bank again.
- Why the same bank twice?
That first time was just to
case the joint and rob it a little.
- What's the matter? You scared?
- N..., n..., n...
Noticeably? I'll say. Now stand back.
I gotta practice my stabbing.
No! Please! Help! Stop it! Police!
[POUNDING]
BENDER: Hey, keep it down in there!
I'm tuning my banjo!
Jeez, Red. Quit cowering.
You call yourself a robot?
I'm not a robot!
I'm not a robot!
In answer to your question, Hermes,
yes, your friend is cured.
Oh! Thank God!
Notice he no longer suffers
delusions of humanity.
Affirmative. I feel nothing.
I am a robot. Beep, beep, beep...
You've made a terrible mistake. He's a
human being. Not a machine! Oh, Fry!
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep...
Gonna sing a little tale
About a battle called Waterloo
Bonjour, y'all!
Fry, just because you think you're
a robot doesn't make you one.
I think I'm a doctor, but that doesn't
make me a doctor. These clothes do.
I must be a robot. Why else
would human women not date me?
Oh, lots of reasons.
Terminate noise exchange.
It is time for you to ingest
sandwiches from my compartment.
Here we go. Just a minute.
ANNOUNCER: And down the stretch,
it's Daddy's Little Grandpa...
... followed by Perennial Loser.
Bringing up the rear, it's Lasty!
- Come on, Lasty!
ROBERTO: Hey, Bender.
Roberto! What a surprise
to see you in here!
Especially because I didn't squeal.
Remember, I didn't squeal? Do you?
Yeah. Now lie down and play dead.
And don't ham it up.
Sure. Anything for you, buddy.
Wait here, Bender.
I need to get a disguise.
[CLATTERING]
What's with the getup?
I'm in disguise 'cause I wanna escape.
You in? Or do I gotta kill you?
I'm in! I'm in!
When were you planning
the breakout?
I'm thinking, a few seconds ago.
[SIREN WAILS]
Quick! Let's keep escaping!
Times two. Carry the one.
Oh, you sad, worthless human.
That was my anniversary
gift from LaBarbra!
- Fear not, for I shall assist ye!
- Robots don't say "ye."
Relax, mammal. My robotic software
shall meet your calculatory needs.
What is this symbol?
That's a plus sign, you loony!
Quit thinking you're a robot!
I'll show ye.
Stand back! I'm a tool-bot.
You're not a tool-bot or a food-mo-tron.
You're not a robot of any kind.
Yes, I am. I simply haven't discovered
my primary function yet.
Okay. This has got to stop.
I'll remind Fry of his humanity,
the way only a woman can.
You're going to do his laundry?
Fry, this is for you.
- Beep.
- Oh, for God's sake!
By a scallop's forelocks,
what's with all the beer?
Alcohol fuels my power cells.
And, as a mighty robot, l...
Beep.
[SNORES]
- Thanks for helping me escape.
- It was nothing.
It was not nothing!
I want to repay you.
Let me get you something in here.
Hands up! This is a stickup again!
Wow. Hitting the same place
three times? I admire your style.
Give me the remaining dough,
the calendars and that pen.
Tear it so most of the beads
are on my end!
Police. You're busted!
And don't try anything.
This glass is laser-proof.
Fire lasers!
Duck! Lasers!
Come on! I got a place
where I like to hide after crimes.
He looks like a little
insane drunken angel.
Hey, everybody.
Meet my good pal, Roberto.
- Hey, mon.
- Nice to meet you.
COP: Come out with your hands up!
- Hostages!
- Back off! I got hostages!
- Hooray! I'm helping!
Do you have any better hostages?
To show them who's crazy,
I'll execute some of you. You?
Ouch! That's going to bleed
when my heart beats.
- Wait! Take me first!
- Yes! Take her first!
Shut up! Stop telling me
how to do this!
ZOIDBERG:
Oh, the fear!
I'm thinking of a number between one
and 10. Guess it, and you die first.
- Go!
- Okay.
- Fifty-six-ish?
- Fifty-six? Fifty-six?
Man! Now that's all I can think about!
I'm gonna kill you,
you no good, 56-ing...!
Don't kill me! I'm coming down
with Stockholm Syndrome...
...handsome.
Halt, fellow robot!
Hey, Red! You're just in time
to join the hostage situation.
- Which side do you want to be on?
- The side that kicks your metal ass.
Fry! Stay back! He's too powerful!
Negative, bossy meat creature.
I now know my primary function:
I am a battle-droid, protecting
the weak from crazy robots.
I'm not crazy! Don't call me crazy!
I'm just not user-friendly.
Don't be a hero! It's not covered
by the health plan!
Let's see how much of a robot
you really are!
No knife can penetrate
my skin-tanium armor.
Help! Help! He is a battle-droid!
Somebody help me!
Mommy! I'm sorry I spilled
the transmission fluid, Mommy.
No, no! Don't weld me
to the wall, Mommy!
We're willing to listen
to your demands.
Hey, baby. Wash that off
before you put it back.
AMY: Hooray!
ZOIDBERG: Bravo!
You did it, Fry.
Congratulations, buddy.
You're a credit to my race.
It was nothing. L...
Blood? Robots don't have blood.
I must be a...
- A squid?
- A human! Oh, my God! I'm a human!
Also good.
Thanks for saving us, Fry.
I'm gonna continue never washing
this cheek again.
You may be wrapped in greasy skin, but
inside you have the heart of a robot.
Thanks, Bender.
Just like inside me,
I've got the heart of a human.
What?
What?
Subtitles by
SDI Media Group
[ENGLISH SDH]
by Thompson 's Teeth...
... the only teeth strong enough
to eat other teeth.
Insane in the Mainframe
Good news, everyone.
Today marks our friend Dr. Zoidberg's
10th year with Planet Express.
- Huzzahs are in order.
- Huzzah.
- Hooray for me! Hooray for Zoidberg!
- I'll now read the mandatory speech.
"Dear Employee: Has it really been
5, 10 or 15 years?
If not, disregard this
and get to work."
Distribute token of appreciation
and applaud.
Look! Coupons! I can get
two oil changes for the price of one!
Now if I could only afford the one.
And the car.
Ah, the years. So many memories...
...so many strange fluids
gushing out of patients' bodies.
HERMES: Yes, yes. Now here's
your pension statement.
It's empty because you haven't paid
into it, you dummy.
You kept track of it all these years.
I'm boned. I haven't paid either.
What'll I do when I retire?
- I thought you were retired.
- I don't see you planning for old age.
I got plans. I'm gonna turn
my on/off switch to off.
I'm gonna take action. It's time
to check my retirement fund.
Damn! Still only 100 dollars.
A penny saved is a penny earned. Also,
I need athlete's foot cream for my face.
He's right.
I must start investing wisely.
Well, down to my last lottery ticket.
Cherry. Cherry!
Mule. Crud!
You got six bucks left to retire on.
I recommend Tender Vittles.
You're opening a retirement
account for $6?
I'm sure a wealthy mule farmer like you
knows we charge a $ 10 monthly fee.
You gotta spend money to make money.
Here you are.
Your account is now overdrawn by $4.
I've seen lines move
faster in the sperm bank.
That's for sure...
Roberto, is that you?
Bender! Hey, man!
[LAUGHING]
- You old lunatic! How you been?
- Not bad. Not bad.
Everybody on the floor!
This is a stickup!
I'm okay too. I'm taking a Chinese
cooking class at the Learning Annex.
- Cool. Can you give me a hand here?
- Sure thing, pal.
Hey, you! Red! Quit watering
that plant and get the door!
- Nice talking to you.
- Same here. You guys are all right.
- Here's something for your trouble.
- Thanks, buddy!
Freeze! You're under arrest!
Shoot them in the back!
Quick, while they're not looking!
Court is in session.
The Honorable Judge Whitey presiding.
The charge is bank robbery.
My caddie-chauffeur informs me...
...that a bank is where people
put money that isn't invested right.
Therefore, robbing a bank is tantamount
to that most heinous of crimes:
Theft of money.
As the surveillance camera for that
bank the judge was jawing about...
...could you tell us what you
done seen that day?
Well, let's see. My memory's a little
fuzzy, but it went exactly like this:
Your Honor, I move
that I be disbarred...
...for introducing this evidence
against my own clients.
Mr. Fry, do you recognize the robot
hugging on you in this here hologram?
I sure do! That's the real robber...
...and I'll never forget his name as
long as I live. And that name is...
[COUGHS]
Just give a name! You don't wanna
look stupid on Court TV.
You're right. You're right. It was...
[PHONE RINGS]
Yes? What?
You say if I testify I'll be killed?
Oh, it's for you.
And the other hamburger will also be
made of your lungs. So long, pal.
I won't testify on grounds that my
organs will be chopped up into a patty.
The 67th Amendment.
I may be a simple, country chicken,
but I know when we're finger-licked.
What if we plead insanity?
A few months in an insane asylum?
I could do it on my head.
If you start now,
it might help our case.
What evidence do you offer to
support this new plea of insanity?
- They done hired me to represent them.
- Insanity plea is accepted.
Mr. Bender, I hereby commit you to the
asylum for criminally insane robots...
...until you are deemed cured.
Yahoo! The system fails again!
And Mr. Fry, I sentence you to the
home for criminally insane humans.
That facility has been full since you
ruled being poor is a mental illness.
Order! The only poor people
I want to hear about...
...are those who tend to my pores
at the spa.
Send them both to the robot loony bin
and let's go.
FRY:
Huh?
Ow, my head! Ow, my feet!
Ow, my head! Ow, my feet!
- Keep your chin up.
FRY: Ow, my chin!
I don't belong here.
This is for insane robots.
Well, you meet half
the qualifications.
Oh, good! A physical!
Once they examine my fragile,
pink body, they'll see I'm not a...
[FRY SCREAMS]
Whee!
[GROANS]
[SINGS]
What the...?
[BELCHES]
BENDER:
I find that offensive!
Greetings. I am Dr. Perceptron. Let me
give you something to help you relax.
There's been a terrible mistake!
I'm human!
See? I'm all squishy and flabby.
Also, I complain a lot.
Yes, you do. You need to relax more.
Terrific. Now, consider
the following:
You were admitted to this robot
asylum. You must be a robot.
Diagnosis complete.
I do other human stuff. I age! See?
I'm Nurse Ratchet.
Please come with me, won't you?
We'll meet your roommate next.
His name is Malfunctioning Eddie.
The car dealer?
I guess his prices really were insane.
He's very excitable, so don't
say anything to surprise him.
- Pleased to meet you.
- We've met.
What?!
I'm a pretty girl. I'm a pretty girl.
I'm a pretty girl.
- Someone had a busy day!
- My roommate exploded.
You gotta help me.
How can I prove I'm human?
- You could drop dead.
- I don't wanna!
UNIT 2013:
Hey. I believe you are a human.
You do?
They don't believe I'm a human either.
Name's Unit 2013.
Let me introduce you around.
Fry, meet Norm. Still picking up
CIA transmissions on your teeth?
They just won't stop!
WOMAN: The CIA cafeteria menu for the
week of May 15th is as follows:
Monday, shepherd's pie...
Cuckoo.
- Let me guess. He thinks he's Lincoln?
- He's supposed to.
Problem is, he's got multiple
personalities. All of them Lincoln.
I was born in 200 log cabins.
UNIT 2013:
And this here is Frankie.
He thinks he's a lunchroom worker.
So they put him here.
- How's working the lunchroom?
- All right.
Poor Frankie.
Change places!
I can't take much more of this.
I want out of here!
Are you crazy? This is great.
Electroshock whenever you want...
...two Lincolns for every Napoleon.
Sweet light crude!
But I'm not a robot! I don't like
having disks crammed into me.
Unless they're Oreos, and only in
the mouth. Don't you see? I'll die!
Quit your bellyaching
and take it like a robot.
MAD HATTER:
Change places!
They say you're making strides
with your exploding problem.
Well, the way I see it...
Get me out. I'd have starved if not
for that sick vending machine robot.
Give me! Give me!
Poor Fry. He's got the munchies
for freedom.
We're trying.
We petitioned the governor...
...but he doesn't want to appear soft
on those falsely imprisoned.
At least I have friends on the outside.
Bender's been no help at all.
Je sui Napol?on!
No, seriously, I'm not.
You should be more ashamed than usual.
Lighten up, honey. I'm getting through
a difficult time using humor.
Visiting hours are over.
Time for our medication disks.
Help me! For God's sake, help me!
Don't worry, Fry. I too once spent
a nightmarish time in a robot asylum.
But now it's nearly over. So long.
Thirty days, September, April, June.
Peanut butter. What am I gonna do?
[WHIRRING]
Oh, God! What? What? What is it now?
- You are being released.
- Finally! Sweet justice!
Sweet, juicy justice!
- Not you. Him.
- Me? What a surprise!
- Look! I barely exploded at all.
- We can control that with medication.
Fry? Are we ready to
meet our new roommate?
- Hi, Red!
- Roberto? What are you doing here?
- I got busted robbing that bank again.
- Why the same bank twice?
That first time was just to
case the joint and rob it a little.
- What's the matter? You scared?
- N..., n..., n...
Noticeably? I'll say. Now stand back.
I gotta practice my stabbing.
No! Please! Help! Stop it! Police!
[POUNDING]
BENDER: Hey, keep it down in there!
I'm tuning my banjo!
Jeez, Red. Quit cowering.
You call yourself a robot?
I'm not a robot!
I'm not a robot!
In answer to your question, Hermes,
yes, your friend is cured.
Oh! Thank God!
Notice he no longer suffers
delusions of humanity.
Affirmative. I feel nothing.
I am a robot. Beep, beep, beep...
You've made a terrible mistake. He's a
human being. Not a machine! Oh, Fry!
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep...
Gonna sing a little tale
About a battle called Waterloo
Bonjour, y'all!
Fry, just because you think you're
a robot doesn't make you one.
I think I'm a doctor, but that doesn't
make me a doctor. These clothes do.
I must be a robot. Why else
would human women not date me?
Oh, lots of reasons.
Terminate noise exchange.
It is time for you to ingest
sandwiches from my compartment.
Here we go. Just a minute.
ANNOUNCER: And down the stretch,
it's Daddy's Little Grandpa...
... followed by Perennial Loser.
Bringing up the rear, it's Lasty!
- Come on, Lasty!
ROBERTO: Hey, Bender.
Roberto! What a surprise
to see you in here!
Especially because I didn't squeal.
Remember, I didn't squeal? Do you?
Yeah. Now lie down and play dead.
And don't ham it up.
Sure. Anything for you, buddy.
Wait here, Bender.
I need to get a disguise.
[CLATTERING]
What's with the getup?
I'm in disguise 'cause I wanna escape.
You in? Or do I gotta kill you?
I'm in! I'm in!
When were you planning
the breakout?
I'm thinking, a few seconds ago.
[SIREN WAILS]
Quick! Let's keep escaping!
Times two. Carry the one.
Oh, you sad, worthless human.
That was my anniversary
gift from LaBarbra!
- Fear not, for I shall assist ye!
- Robots don't say "ye."
Relax, mammal. My robotic software
shall meet your calculatory needs.
What is this symbol?
That's a plus sign, you loony!
Quit thinking you're a robot!
I'll show ye.
Stand back! I'm a tool-bot.
You're not a tool-bot or a food-mo-tron.
You're not a robot of any kind.
Yes, I am. I simply haven't discovered
my primary function yet.
Okay. This has got to stop.
I'll remind Fry of his humanity,
the way only a woman can.
You're going to do his laundry?
Fry, this is for you.
- Beep.
- Oh, for God's sake!
By a scallop's forelocks,
what's with all the beer?
Alcohol fuels my power cells.
And, as a mighty robot, l...
Beep.
[SNORES]
- Thanks for helping me escape.
- It was nothing.
It was not nothing!
I want to repay you.
Let me get you something in here.
Hands up! This is a stickup again!
Wow. Hitting the same place
three times? I admire your style.
Give me the remaining dough,
the calendars and that pen.
Tear it so most of the beads
are on my end!
Police. You're busted!
And don't try anything.
This glass is laser-proof.
Fire lasers!
Duck! Lasers!
Come on! I got a place
where I like to hide after crimes.
He looks like a little
insane drunken angel.
Hey, everybody.
Meet my good pal, Roberto.
- Hey, mon.
- Nice to meet you.
COP: Come out with your hands up!
- Hostages!
- Back off! I got hostages!
- Hooray! I'm helping!
Do you have any better hostages?
To show them who's crazy,
I'll execute some of you. You?
Ouch! That's going to bleed
when my heart beats.
- Wait! Take me first!
- Yes! Take her first!
Shut up! Stop telling me
how to do this!
ZOIDBERG:
Oh, the fear!
I'm thinking of a number between one
and 10. Guess it, and you die first.
- Go!
- Okay.
- Fifty-six-ish?
- Fifty-six? Fifty-six?
Man! Now that's all I can think about!
I'm gonna kill you,
you no good, 56-ing...!
Don't kill me! I'm coming down
with Stockholm Syndrome...
...handsome.
Halt, fellow robot!
Hey, Red! You're just in time
to join the hostage situation.
- Which side do you want to be on?
- The side that kicks your metal ass.
Fry! Stay back! He's too powerful!
Negative, bossy meat creature.
I now know my primary function:
I am a battle-droid, protecting
the weak from crazy robots.
I'm not crazy! Don't call me crazy!
I'm just not user-friendly.
Don't be a hero! It's not covered
by the health plan!
Let's see how much of a robot
you really are!
No knife can penetrate
my skin-tanium armor.
Help! Help! He is a battle-droid!
Somebody help me!
Mommy! I'm sorry I spilled
the transmission fluid, Mommy.
No, no! Don't weld me
to the wall, Mommy!
We're willing to listen
to your demands.
Hey, baby. Wash that off
before you put it back.
AMY: Hooray!
ZOIDBERG: Bravo!
You did it, Fry.
Congratulations, buddy.
You're a credit to my race.
It was nothing. L...
Blood? Robots don't have blood.
I must be a...
- A squid?
- A human! Oh, my God! I'm a human!
Also good.
Thanks for saving us, Fry.
I'm gonna continue never washing
this cheek again.
You may be wrapped in greasy skin, but
inside you have the heart of a robot.
Thanks, Bender.
Just like inside me,
I've got the heart of a human.
What?
What?
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