Futurama (1999–2013): Season 3, Episode 2 - War Is the H-Word - full transcript
Fry and Bender enlist in the army to get a soldiers discount for bubblegum. When they are called to fight a war on a planet of bouncing ball aliens, Leela disguises herself as man to enlist with them. Bender is eventually sent to parley with the enemy, but this turns out to be a ploy.
Spider, Hubble, Nitr...
Oo Big Pink! The gum with the
breath-Freshening power of ham.
And it pinkens your
teeth while you chew.
All right, sergeant, $100 worth of
Pixie Stix and porno mags...
With your 5 percent military
discount, comes to $95.
That'll be forty cents.
I believe you're forgetting
about our 5% military discount.
Well that's only for people in the military.
What? This is the worst
kind of discrimination!
The kind against me!
Alright look, our policy is...
If for any reason you're not
completely satisfied, I hate you.
Okay, now I'm mad.
Full price for gum?
That dog won't hunt, Monsignor.
Hello. We're here because
we love our planet.
Sign here on the dotted line, patriots.
And I'll give you your discount cards.
Just out of curiousity, we can use the cards to
buy gum, then immediately quit the Army, right?
You know, playing you all for chumps?
Correct. There's no obligation.
Unless, of course, war were declared.
What's that?
War were declared.
Now be careful, Fry. And if you kill anyone,
make sure to eat their heart...
To gain their courage.
Their rich, tasty courage.
I don't want you to worry about
your jobs while you're away.
That's why I'm firing you now.
I want to enlist. My friends always
die if I'm not there to save them.
Sorry. But the Army's instituted
a men-only policy.
What?
It's shameful, I agree.
In the olden days, I proudly fought alongside
female troops, shoulder to shoulder.
Alas, after a series of deadly blunders caused
by distracting low-cut fatigues...
And harmless pinching,
the Army decided women weren't fit for service.
Not when I'm in charge.
You know Zap, someone outta teach you a lesson.
If it's a lesson in love, watch out. I suffer
from a very sexy learning disability.
What do I call it, Kif?
[groans] Sex-Lexia.
Men, you're lucky men. Soon you'll
all be fighting for your planet.
Many of you will be dying for your planet.
A few of you will be forced
through a fine mesh screen for your planet.
They will be the luckiest of all.
Great. We're gonna die.
And this ham gum is all bones.
Now, to present the
logistics of our mission...
Our commander-in-chief.
Please welcome the original Gerber Baby...
Earth President Richard M. Nixon.
This is the brass ring, fellas.
Planet Spheron One.
Cool effect!
It's a desolate, ugly little planet...
With absolutely no natural resources or
strategic value. Questions?
Why is this God-forsaken planet
worth dying for?
Don't ask me.
You're the one who's going to be dying.
Uh just so we'll know, who's the enemy?
A valid question!
We know nothing about their language...
Their history, or what they look like.
But we can assume this:
They stand for everything
we don't stand for.
Also, they told me you guys look like dorks!
They look like dorks!
I'm gonna...
What's the matter, private?
Tent got your tongue?
Kif, write that down and
send it to Humor in Uniform.
Woah! Check out that guy! He makes
Speedy Gonzales look like Regular Gonzales.
That new recruit is phenomenal, sir!
Yes. He edged out my
old mark by two seconds.
And 16 minutes.
And 12 hours.
I do plan to finish someday, Kif.
Good hustle, soldier.
Sorry, sir. I was still in attack mode.
You know how testosterone is.
As a bubbling crock-pot
of male hormones, I sure do.
What's your name, private?
Lee, La, Man. La Man. Lemon!
Lee Lemon, sir.
Lemon, you're a man's man.
You're a man's man's man.
More importantly,
your hand, while firm and masculine...
Is soft as a velvet child.
What lotion do you use?
Pert and Popular, sir.
Roger that.
Kif, get me 10 cases of Pert and Popular.
What shall I do with your Jergins, sir?
Squirt it on some homeless
man with dry elbows.
Private Lee Lemon may well be the finest
recruit I've seen in all my years of service.
That young man fills me with hope.
And some other emotions that are
weird and deeply confusing me.
Hello.
Now that's a nice ros?.
So anyway, we open up the panda crate and
wouldn't you know it, the damn thing's dead.
Upchucked its bamboo.
True story.
Uh-huh, uh-huh. That's whatever
you were talking about for you.
Mind if we sit with you?
Uh hey, why the hell would I?
We're all guys here.
Sweaty, hairy, gassy guys.
Good point. I guess.
You're my kind of soldier, Lemon.
A foul-mouthed, barrel-chested,
beer-bellied pile of ugly muscle.
So any of you fellas got
a special lady back home?
Well I sorta have a thing for this girl I work with.
Really? What type is she?
You know, Blonde, or Chinese, or Cyclops?
Cyclops.
Aw, she sounds sweet.
But sweet girls aren't for you, ay.
You hard-fighting, hard-farting,
ugly, ugly son of a...
Stop! Stop flattering me.
Ten hut!
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Lee Lemon...
The flaming star of
Brannigan's Rough Rangers.
Say Lemon, do you like to read?
I just got a great book on tape.
It's about life in ancient Greece and...
Sir, the alarm! I think I'd better...
Don't talk. Just go.
We are now in position above Spheron One.
This is the moment we were training
for all yesterday afternoon.
And now for the battle plan. As you all know,
the key to victory is the element of surprise.
Surprise!
It's creepy here.
This is the worst part.
The calm before the battle.
And then the battle's not so bad?
Oh right, I forgot about the battle.
What's happening?
Holy shoot! Look-y!
The enemy! They're balls!
Charge your gun, Fry!
Right.
Watch where you're shooting, private!
You spooked Felicity.
Give this to my son.
You got it!
Wait. I didn't tell you where he lives.
Hey, I think your son
might also like those boots.
Cover us, buddy! You got the
only wounded-up positron shooter!
Fry, you emu-bellied coward!
Bender, no!
If they put me on a stamp,
tell them to use the young Bender.
Incoming Wounded! All personnel,
report to operating tent four!
I mean, five! Repeat, four.
Are you ready to operate doctor?
I'd love to.
But first, I have to perform surgery.
I kid. I kid.
Scalpel.
Blood bucket.
Priest. Next patient!
Leave some for the enemy to kill.
Leave Doctor Zoidberg alone!
He has twice the training you do.
Yeah, he's a doctor and a butcher.
Oh see, this is how it starts. First with
the jokes, then comes the heavy stuff.
When will the killing end?
Look at this sissy, Kif. While others
were fighting and dying pointlessly...
He was hiding in a hole,
wallowing in a pool of his own cowardice.
That wasn't cowardice.
I'm depromoting you, soldier.
Kif, what's the most humiliating job there is?
Being your assistant.
Wrong! Being your assistant.
Private Fry, you shall henceforth
serve as Kif's assistant.
That doesn't sound too bad.
You'll speak when I tell you to,
you filthy worm!
I'm afraid he's gone.
Woah Doc, I ain't dead!
Excuse me, I believe I'm the doctor.
Believe it all you want.
That won't make it true.
This isn't a war. It's a murder.
This isn't a war, it's a moider!
Bender, old buddy, hang in there!
Here lies the bravest soldier
I've seen since my mirror got grease on it.
I hereby order that in Bender's honor, he be
melted down and made into a statue of himself.
Slow down there Starsky, I'm up to something here.
I want this robot fixed.
Fixed like Kennedy fixed the 1960 election.
Damn bean-eating war hero!
Are you ready to operate, doctor?
I'd love to.
But first, I have to perform surgery.
That's my joke! I'll kill you!
Ah prewar scotch.
Welcome, Lt. Bender. You're looking sharp.
I got wheels! With clickity-clackers!
Damn it Kif! Where's the little umbrella?
That's what makes it a scotch on the rocks!
Actually, sir...
Make me a new one.
Use a brush, you dunderhead!
And mix these mixed nuts!
I see two almonds touching!
Now listen here Bender, this war is in danger
of going all quagmire on me.
So I am sending you on one last mission.
Hot diggity daffodil!
A mission of peace.
You'll be negotiating with the aliens'
mysterious leaders, the Brain Balls.
They've got a lot of
brains and they got a lot of chutzpa.
Accompanying you will be our top peace
negotiator, Henry Kissinger.
How are you?
Is he any good?
Looking like that, he talked his
way into Jill St. John's bed. 'Nuff said.
[Singing] I'm so dizzy. My head is spinning.
Like a whirlpool, it never ends.
A little lower. Lower.
Lower. A lot lower.
Too low!
Lower.
[Singing] I'm walking on sunshine, O-Oh!
Private Lemon! No need to leave.
My stall just became free.
Maybe you should put on a towel, sir.
Right! Right.
I'm about to try the new
lotion you recommended.
If I should accidentally put too much on
my hands, perhaps I could rub it onto you...
Brannigan!
My God, cover yourself.
I didn't live 1000 years and travel a
quadrillion miles...
to look at another man's gizmo.
Uh sorry, Mr. President.
I-I didn't realize.
Kif, raise him up about nipple high.
Come on, Branigan.
Stuff yourself into a uniform.
We've got to get off this planet
before the bomb goes off.
Bomb! What bomb?
The one we had the doctors implant in
that gullible Bender robot.
Zapp! Zapp!
Inspect the troops later.
It's time to activate the bomb.
Now ask for economic cooperation.
Woah! Excuse me.
Attention! All personnel, evacuate
the planet immediately!
And not just because it's meatloaf night.
Come along, Lemon, before
this whole dump blows up.
Uh Commander, could you tell me when
the bomb is exploding?
Of course, my significant soldier!
The bomb is voice-activated.
It will detonate the robot
unwittingly speaks a certain word.
What's the word? Uh, Sir.
It's the one word the robot
uses more than any other.
We got it from this convenient database of
his 10 most frequently used words.
Number 10: "CHUMP"
Number 9: "CHUMPETTE"
Number 8: "YOURS"
Number 7: "UP"
Number 6: "PIMPMOBILE"
Number 5: "BITE"
Number 4: "MY"
Number 3: "SHINY"
Number 2: "DAFFODIL"
And Bender's number one most
frequently uttered word...
The word which, if uttered, will blow up this entire planet.
"ASS".
We don't have long!
We demand bouncing, followed by rolling
followed by rolling of the third type.
Say what?
My chair's too hard.
It's a real pain in the...
Uh what do you call it?
Lower back! Yeah that whole region.
Ok I got to break down that gate,
beat up those three guards
Steal that chopper and rescue Bender.
Hey I did it! Wait, that's not me.
Come on! We got to save Bender!
You want to save him too Lemon?
You barely know him.
Fry, don't you recognize me?
Hermes?
Lee, when will I see you again?
The two of you are good friends?
But I thought we would be good friends.
Well let's see how friendly you get
when you're sharing a prison cell.
Hey, Zapp?
Leela!
So it's you I've been attracted to!
Oh God, I've never been so happy
to be beaten up by a woman.
Let's do it again sometime.
The elders tell of a
young ball much like you.
He bounced 3 meters in the air.
Then he bounced 1.8 meters in the air.
Then he bounced 4 meters in the air.
Do I make myself clear?
Mr. Ambassador,
our people tell the same story.
These balls are making me testy!
If they don't stop bouncing and jigglin', I
swear, I'm gonna shove this treaty up their...
Wait a second.
Where do you shove things up a ball?
This isn't the productive area of discussion.
We're here.
I followed the bouncing balls.
I'll keep the chopper at a safe altitude
while you parachute down.
Ok, my best friend's life is at stake.
I can finally prove that I'm not a coward.
Will you push me?
I already did!
Thank you!
At last, war has made me into a man.
Please gentlemen, we must put
an end to the bloodshed.
We have all seen too many
body bags and ball sacks.
We can not condone bouncing
of the seventh variety.
Enough of this crap! I'm catching
the next pimpmobile out of here!
But before I go,
I have one thing to say.
Bite my shiny metal...
Stop! You can't say the next word!
Up yours, chump!
I said it 906 times before lunch.
Bender, if you say the A-word, you'll blow
this whole planet straight to the H-Word.
Young man, you have
the bravery of a hero.
And breath as fresh as a summer ham.
What? What is funny?
Bender's got the upper hand now.
The name of the game is: Make Bender
Happy, or He Blows Up the Planet!
I'd rather die and take everybody with me than
sit here, one more minute...
listening to these idiots talk about bouncing.
Please! Stay calm.
There's no need to bounce off the handle.
That's it, I'm saying it! A is for...
Wait!
Stop! We give in to all of Earth's demands.
The war is over. Our home planet is yours.
All right!
Hey wait a minute! This is your home planet?
We're the evil invading aliens?
Correct.
Then I guess you learned a valuable lesson.
Don't mess with Earth!
May you bounce in peace.
Get the hell off my planet!
Well, that's it.
Let's reactivate him.
Wake up!
Hey chumps and chumpettes!
Did you get the bomb out?
Can I go back to saying the word I love to say?
I'm sorry, but we couldn't remove it.
It's stuck in there with
glue or something, I don't know.
Well this is just great. What's the point
of living if I can't say "ass"?
Hey I didn't blow up!
Ass, ass, ass, ass!
Alright! I'm back in the saddle!
We couldn't disarm the bomb so we
reset the word that triggers it.
It's from the list of words that you almost never say.
That's using your ass. So what's the word?
We think it's better if you don't know.
Aw come on, I'm not going to say it.
Please?
Oo is it "please"?
No.
Words I never say. Oh I know, "thanks"!
Bender, stop trying to destroy the world.
Wait, wait, wait. Is it "sorry"?
No. "Funderful"?
"Nonalcoholic"?
Quit it!
Enough already.
"Compassion." "Shrimp toast."
"Antiquing"?
I'm alright.
Oo Big Pink! The gum with the
breath-Freshening power of ham.
And it pinkens your
teeth while you chew.
All right, sergeant, $100 worth of
Pixie Stix and porno mags...
With your 5 percent military
discount, comes to $95.
That'll be forty cents.
I believe you're forgetting
about our 5% military discount.
Well that's only for people in the military.
What? This is the worst
kind of discrimination!
The kind against me!
Alright look, our policy is...
If for any reason you're not
completely satisfied, I hate you.
Okay, now I'm mad.
Full price for gum?
That dog won't hunt, Monsignor.
Hello. We're here because
we love our planet.
Sign here on the dotted line, patriots.
And I'll give you your discount cards.
Just out of curiousity, we can use the cards to
buy gum, then immediately quit the Army, right?
You know, playing you all for chumps?
Correct. There's no obligation.
Unless, of course, war were declared.
What's that?
War were declared.
Now be careful, Fry. And if you kill anyone,
make sure to eat their heart...
To gain their courage.
Their rich, tasty courage.
I don't want you to worry about
your jobs while you're away.
That's why I'm firing you now.
I want to enlist. My friends always
die if I'm not there to save them.
Sorry. But the Army's instituted
a men-only policy.
What?
It's shameful, I agree.
In the olden days, I proudly fought alongside
female troops, shoulder to shoulder.
Alas, after a series of deadly blunders caused
by distracting low-cut fatigues...
And harmless pinching,
the Army decided women weren't fit for service.
Not when I'm in charge.
You know Zap, someone outta teach you a lesson.
If it's a lesson in love, watch out. I suffer
from a very sexy learning disability.
What do I call it, Kif?
[groans] Sex-Lexia.
Men, you're lucky men. Soon you'll
all be fighting for your planet.
Many of you will be dying for your planet.
A few of you will be forced
through a fine mesh screen for your planet.
They will be the luckiest of all.
Great. We're gonna die.
And this ham gum is all bones.
Now, to present the
logistics of our mission...
Our commander-in-chief.
Please welcome the original Gerber Baby...
Earth President Richard M. Nixon.
This is the brass ring, fellas.
Planet Spheron One.
Cool effect!
It's a desolate, ugly little planet...
With absolutely no natural resources or
strategic value. Questions?
Why is this God-forsaken planet
worth dying for?
Don't ask me.
You're the one who's going to be dying.
Uh just so we'll know, who's the enemy?
A valid question!
We know nothing about their language...
Their history, or what they look like.
But we can assume this:
They stand for everything
we don't stand for.
Also, they told me you guys look like dorks!
They look like dorks!
I'm gonna...
What's the matter, private?
Tent got your tongue?
Kif, write that down and
send it to Humor in Uniform.
Woah! Check out that guy! He makes
Speedy Gonzales look like Regular Gonzales.
That new recruit is phenomenal, sir!
Yes. He edged out my
old mark by two seconds.
And 16 minutes.
And 12 hours.
I do plan to finish someday, Kif.
Good hustle, soldier.
Sorry, sir. I was still in attack mode.
You know how testosterone is.
As a bubbling crock-pot
of male hormones, I sure do.
What's your name, private?
Lee, La, Man. La Man. Lemon!
Lee Lemon, sir.
Lemon, you're a man's man.
You're a man's man's man.
More importantly,
your hand, while firm and masculine...
Is soft as a velvet child.
What lotion do you use?
Pert and Popular, sir.
Roger that.
Kif, get me 10 cases of Pert and Popular.
What shall I do with your Jergins, sir?
Squirt it on some homeless
man with dry elbows.
Private Lee Lemon may well be the finest
recruit I've seen in all my years of service.
That young man fills me with hope.
And some other emotions that are
weird and deeply confusing me.
Hello.
Now that's a nice ros?.
So anyway, we open up the panda crate and
wouldn't you know it, the damn thing's dead.
Upchucked its bamboo.
True story.
Uh-huh, uh-huh. That's whatever
you were talking about for you.
Mind if we sit with you?
Uh hey, why the hell would I?
We're all guys here.
Sweaty, hairy, gassy guys.
Good point. I guess.
You're my kind of soldier, Lemon.
A foul-mouthed, barrel-chested,
beer-bellied pile of ugly muscle.
So any of you fellas got
a special lady back home?
Well I sorta have a thing for this girl I work with.
Really? What type is she?
You know, Blonde, or Chinese, or Cyclops?
Cyclops.
Aw, she sounds sweet.
But sweet girls aren't for you, ay.
You hard-fighting, hard-farting,
ugly, ugly son of a...
Stop! Stop flattering me.
Ten hut!
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Lee Lemon...
The flaming star of
Brannigan's Rough Rangers.
Say Lemon, do you like to read?
I just got a great book on tape.
It's about life in ancient Greece and...
Sir, the alarm! I think I'd better...
Don't talk. Just go.
We are now in position above Spheron One.
This is the moment we were training
for all yesterday afternoon.
And now for the battle plan. As you all know,
the key to victory is the element of surprise.
Surprise!
It's creepy here.
This is the worst part.
The calm before the battle.
And then the battle's not so bad?
Oh right, I forgot about the battle.
What's happening?
Holy shoot! Look-y!
The enemy! They're balls!
Charge your gun, Fry!
Right.
Watch where you're shooting, private!
You spooked Felicity.
Give this to my son.
You got it!
Wait. I didn't tell you where he lives.
Hey, I think your son
might also like those boots.
Cover us, buddy! You got the
only wounded-up positron shooter!
Fry, you emu-bellied coward!
Bender, no!
If they put me on a stamp,
tell them to use the young Bender.
Incoming Wounded! All personnel,
report to operating tent four!
I mean, five! Repeat, four.
Are you ready to operate doctor?
I'd love to.
But first, I have to perform surgery.
I kid. I kid.
Scalpel.
Blood bucket.
Priest. Next patient!
Leave some for the enemy to kill.
Leave Doctor Zoidberg alone!
He has twice the training you do.
Yeah, he's a doctor and a butcher.
Oh see, this is how it starts. First with
the jokes, then comes the heavy stuff.
When will the killing end?
Look at this sissy, Kif. While others
were fighting and dying pointlessly...
He was hiding in a hole,
wallowing in a pool of his own cowardice.
That wasn't cowardice.
I'm depromoting you, soldier.
Kif, what's the most humiliating job there is?
Being your assistant.
Wrong! Being your assistant.
Private Fry, you shall henceforth
serve as Kif's assistant.
That doesn't sound too bad.
You'll speak when I tell you to,
you filthy worm!
I'm afraid he's gone.
Woah Doc, I ain't dead!
Excuse me, I believe I'm the doctor.
Believe it all you want.
That won't make it true.
This isn't a war. It's a murder.
This isn't a war, it's a moider!
Bender, old buddy, hang in there!
Here lies the bravest soldier
I've seen since my mirror got grease on it.
I hereby order that in Bender's honor, he be
melted down and made into a statue of himself.
Slow down there Starsky, I'm up to something here.
I want this robot fixed.
Fixed like Kennedy fixed the 1960 election.
Damn bean-eating war hero!
Are you ready to operate, doctor?
I'd love to.
But first, I have to perform surgery.
That's my joke! I'll kill you!
Ah prewar scotch.
Welcome, Lt. Bender. You're looking sharp.
I got wheels! With clickity-clackers!
Damn it Kif! Where's the little umbrella?
That's what makes it a scotch on the rocks!
Actually, sir...
Make me a new one.
Use a brush, you dunderhead!
And mix these mixed nuts!
I see two almonds touching!
Now listen here Bender, this war is in danger
of going all quagmire on me.
So I am sending you on one last mission.
Hot diggity daffodil!
A mission of peace.
You'll be negotiating with the aliens'
mysterious leaders, the Brain Balls.
They've got a lot of
brains and they got a lot of chutzpa.
Accompanying you will be our top peace
negotiator, Henry Kissinger.
How are you?
Is he any good?
Looking like that, he talked his
way into Jill St. John's bed. 'Nuff said.
[Singing] I'm so dizzy. My head is spinning.
Like a whirlpool, it never ends.
A little lower. Lower.
Lower. A lot lower.
Too low!
Lower.
[Singing] I'm walking on sunshine, O-Oh!
Private Lemon! No need to leave.
My stall just became free.
Maybe you should put on a towel, sir.
Right! Right.
I'm about to try the new
lotion you recommended.
If I should accidentally put too much on
my hands, perhaps I could rub it onto you...
Brannigan!
My God, cover yourself.
I didn't live 1000 years and travel a
quadrillion miles...
to look at another man's gizmo.
Uh sorry, Mr. President.
I-I didn't realize.
Kif, raise him up about nipple high.
Come on, Branigan.
Stuff yourself into a uniform.
We've got to get off this planet
before the bomb goes off.
Bomb! What bomb?
The one we had the doctors implant in
that gullible Bender robot.
Zapp! Zapp!
Inspect the troops later.
It's time to activate the bomb.
Now ask for economic cooperation.
Woah! Excuse me.
Attention! All personnel, evacuate
the planet immediately!
And not just because it's meatloaf night.
Come along, Lemon, before
this whole dump blows up.
Uh Commander, could you tell me when
the bomb is exploding?
Of course, my significant soldier!
The bomb is voice-activated.
It will detonate the robot
unwittingly speaks a certain word.
What's the word? Uh, Sir.
It's the one word the robot
uses more than any other.
We got it from this convenient database of
his 10 most frequently used words.
Number 10: "CHUMP"
Number 9: "CHUMPETTE"
Number 8: "YOURS"
Number 7: "UP"
Number 6: "PIMPMOBILE"
Number 5: "BITE"
Number 4: "MY"
Number 3: "SHINY"
Number 2: "DAFFODIL"
And Bender's number one most
frequently uttered word...
The word which, if uttered, will blow up this entire planet.
"ASS".
We don't have long!
We demand bouncing, followed by rolling
followed by rolling of the third type.
Say what?
My chair's too hard.
It's a real pain in the...
Uh what do you call it?
Lower back! Yeah that whole region.
Ok I got to break down that gate,
beat up those three guards
Steal that chopper and rescue Bender.
Hey I did it! Wait, that's not me.
Come on! We got to save Bender!
You want to save him too Lemon?
You barely know him.
Fry, don't you recognize me?
Hermes?
Lee, when will I see you again?
The two of you are good friends?
But I thought we would be good friends.
Well let's see how friendly you get
when you're sharing a prison cell.
Hey, Zapp?
Leela!
So it's you I've been attracted to!
Oh God, I've never been so happy
to be beaten up by a woman.
Let's do it again sometime.
The elders tell of a
young ball much like you.
He bounced 3 meters in the air.
Then he bounced 1.8 meters in the air.
Then he bounced 4 meters in the air.
Do I make myself clear?
Mr. Ambassador,
our people tell the same story.
These balls are making me testy!
If they don't stop bouncing and jigglin', I
swear, I'm gonna shove this treaty up their...
Wait a second.
Where do you shove things up a ball?
This isn't the productive area of discussion.
We're here.
I followed the bouncing balls.
I'll keep the chopper at a safe altitude
while you parachute down.
Ok, my best friend's life is at stake.
I can finally prove that I'm not a coward.
Will you push me?
I already did!
Thank you!
At last, war has made me into a man.
Please gentlemen, we must put
an end to the bloodshed.
We have all seen too many
body bags and ball sacks.
We can not condone bouncing
of the seventh variety.
Enough of this crap! I'm catching
the next pimpmobile out of here!
But before I go,
I have one thing to say.
Bite my shiny metal...
Stop! You can't say the next word!
Up yours, chump!
I said it 906 times before lunch.
Bender, if you say the A-word, you'll blow
this whole planet straight to the H-Word.
Young man, you have
the bravery of a hero.
And breath as fresh as a summer ham.
What? What is funny?
Bender's got the upper hand now.
The name of the game is: Make Bender
Happy, or He Blows Up the Planet!
I'd rather die and take everybody with me than
sit here, one more minute...
listening to these idiots talk about bouncing.
Please! Stay calm.
There's no need to bounce off the handle.
That's it, I'm saying it! A is for...
Wait!
Stop! We give in to all of Earth's demands.
The war is over. Our home planet is yours.
All right!
Hey wait a minute! This is your home planet?
We're the evil invading aliens?
Correct.
Then I guess you learned a valuable lesson.
Don't mess with Earth!
May you bounce in peace.
Get the hell off my planet!
Well, that's it.
Let's reactivate him.
Wake up!
Hey chumps and chumpettes!
Did you get the bomb out?
Can I go back to saying the word I love to say?
I'm sorry, but we couldn't remove it.
It's stuck in there with
glue or something, I don't know.
Well this is just great. What's the point
of living if I can't say "ass"?
Hey I didn't blow up!
Ass, ass, ass, ass!
Alright! I'm back in the saddle!
We couldn't disarm the bomb so we
reset the word that triggers it.
It's from the list of words that you almost never say.
That's using your ass. So what's the word?
We think it's better if you don't know.
Aw come on, I'm not going to say it.
Please?
Oo is it "please"?
No.
Words I never say. Oh I know, "thanks"!
Bender, stop trying to destroy the world.
Wait, wait, wait. Is it "sorry"?
No. "Funderful"?
"Nonalcoholic"?
Quit it!
Enough already.
"Compassion." "Shrimp toast."
"Antiquing"?
I'm alright.