Bender's Game Pt. 1

  • Season 0, Ep 9
  • 04/26/2009

Fry, Leela and Professor Farnsworth must find a new source of dark matter.

That broad's insane!

But you're insansier,right?

Nah, I guess nots.

I've decideds to relaxand enjoy life from now ons.

(both screaming)

(engine hissing,wiper squeaking)

(crowd cheering and applauding)

And Planet Expresstakes the trophy!

♪ Rocket ship. ♪

(crash)

(engine hissing)

(snoring)

Now I'll use the magnet

to get the keysback in there.What?

You mean I cut a big holein him for nothing?

(snoring continues)

Don't worry, the professorwon't even remember

that he hasa spaceship.

(gasps)Ah, my precious spaceship.

Come, friends.

Let's take her for a spinto the malt shop,

like old times.

Leela to Zoidberg.

Execute distractionprotocol alpha.

ZOIDBERG:Roger that.

Look at me,look at me,

look at me, look at me-- Ooh!

Don't look at me.

(gasps)

Yes, she's a wonderfulship, all right.

As beautiful now

as the day I got botchedlaser eye surgery.

Now that's odd.

What's the fuel gaugedoing on the floor...

(gasps)

Great Godzilla's gonads!

Who wasted precious fuel?

Answer now, orbe punished!

All right, fine, I admit it.

You will be punished!

Dark matter

costs have tripled.

So we must reduce expenses.

Therefore, we willno longer provide

complimentary porno magazinesin the lounge.

(clicks tongue)

Darn it.

And no more wasting fuel!

From now on,I'll be keeping a tight hold

on the keys to the ship,

swallowing thembefore I go to bed,

and "recovering" themthe next morning.

Shplecch.

Oh, Professor,it's 4:00.

4:00 in the evening?

Then good night!

I don't carewhat the Professor says,

we're enteringthat demolition derby

to prove our shipisn't a piece of junk!

But won't that turn our shipinto a piece of junk?

Shut up, Zoidberg!

He's right, Leela.

But we have no choice!

Rednecks insulted us!So?

Let it go.

Don't let your temperget the better of...

(screaming):Rednecks!

(snoring)

(door sliding open)

Using this magneto,

I will now guide the keysup the thorax

and outvia the frontal face hole.

(snores and gags)

(coughing)That's the storage locker...

the boat...

the other boat...

Paydirt!

♪ ♪

♪ Rocket ship ♪

♪ Rocket ship. ♪

MAN: Two, one.