Futurama - Anthology of Interest II lyrics

[Opening Credits. Caption: Hey, TiVo! Suggest this!] [Scene: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab. Farnsworth hits his What-If machine with a hammer.] Farnsworth: There. I've finished fine-tuning my What-If machine. It can answer any "What-If" question, accurate to within one-tenth of a plausibility unit. Leela: That's so plausible I can't believe it! Farnsworth: Who wants the machine to show them an alternate reality? [Bender steps forward.] Bender: Ooh! Ooh! I wanna know what would happen if I were human. I mean, being a robot's great, but we don't have emotions and sometimes that makes me very sad. Farnsworth: Oh, Lordy Lou, there he goes again. Well, let's give baby what he wants. [He holds a microphone on the machine.] What if Bender were human? [He pulls a string.] [What-If Scene: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab. Bender is strapped to a table and the staff are gathered around him.] Farnsworth: Good news, everyone! I've invented a way to turn Bender into a human using a process I call "reverse fossilisation". Leela: How does it work? Farnsworth: Well, in regular fossilisation, flesh and bone turn to minerals. Realising that, it was a simple matter to reverse the process. I've already tested it by turning the toaster into a racoon. [He puts the racoon on a table. It runs around and two slices of toast pop out of it. Fry takes a bite.] Fry: Kinda game-y. Farnsworth: Are you ready, Bender? Bender: I dunno. I'm beginning to have some second thoughts-- [Farnsworth throws a switch and Bender is zapped with electricity à la the countless Frankenstein films. He slowly starts to take human form. He grows hair, a nose and...] Hermes: Cover your shame, mon! [He puts some underpants on Bender. The table tips up and human Bender walks off. Everyone gasps.] Farnsworth: It worked! Eat it, everyone whose never won a Nobel Prize! And that includes you, Amy! [Amy cries. Bender looks at his new self.] Bender: So this is a human body, huh? Neat! [He feels the top of his head.] Hey, my antenna's gone. [He looks at his crotch.] No, it just moved. I'm not getting good reception on it though. Maybe if I wiggle it around a little. Fry: [whispering] Bender, no! You'll make God cry. Bender: Well, let's see what kinda things this body can do. [He spits and Hermes leans out the way of it.] Hey, that's pretty fun. [He vomits and laughs.] Being human is great! [He vomits again. Zoidberg cheers.] Zoidberg: Hooray! It's just like Mardis Gras! [What-If Scene: Planet Express: Meeting Room. Bender walks out of the bathroom.] Bender: Guy! Guys! You've gotta see this. You're not gonna believe it! Leela: Bender, it's OK to be proud but don't be a show-off. [Bender looks Amy up and down.] Bender: Whoa! You look a lot better than you used to for some reason. Amy: [s**fully] You're not so bad yourself, big boy. [She kisses him.] Bender: Hey, that felt great! [He kisses Farnsworth.] Nah, it's not working anymore. Farnsworth: Speak for yourself! [What-If Scene: O'Zorgnax's Pub. Bender drinks a beer and lights and smokes a cigar.] Bender: Whoa! This is awesome! Leela: Bender, you drank and smoked when you were a robot. Bender: But now it's bad for me! [He hoots and picks up another mug. Fry slides a box of nachos onto the bar.] Fry: Speaking of which, try these nachos. [Bender tastes one and his eyes widen with delight. He starts scoffing the rest of them.] Bender: Mmm! Why didn't anyone tell me tasting things tasted so good? [Miami Sound Machine's Conga plays and Bender's hips wiggle.] What's going on? That rhythm! It's doing something to my human bu*t. [He stands up and dances, still holding his beer, cigar and nachos.] Amy: Bender, part of being human is having self control. Bender: Oh, my God! I bet I can eat nachos and go to the bathroom at the same time! [He picks up the box of nachos and the others restrain him.] Amy: No, Bender! Hermes: No! Leela: Stop him. Bender: Let me go. Leela: No! Farnsworth: Come, Bender. It's time to go home and rest. I need you in top shape next week when I present you to the Nobel Prize Committee. Bender? [Bender climbs out of a window.] [Cut to: Outside O'Zorgnax's Pub. Bender runs down the street.] Bender: [shouting] Goodbye, moderation! [What-If Scene: D.U.I. Friday's. Bender dances with two girls to Conga still with a mug of beer and a hot dog.] [What-If Scene: New New York City Street. He walks out of D.U.I. Friday's and into Dinkin' Donuts.] [Time Lapse. He leaves a while later with his arms around two girls.] [What-If Scene: Academy of Science. A week later, Farnsworth and the rest of the staff attend the Nobel Prize Committee. Farnsworth stands at a lectern while Amy and Zoidberg sit at a table.] Zoidberg: Is Bender still missing for a week? Where is he, already? Farnsworth: Uh, as I've said before, I used reverse fossilisation, which is the reverse of regular, um... [He wipes his brow and clears his throat. Fry pokes his head through a curtain.] Fry: [whispering] Pst! We found him! Farnsworth: Ah! Then without further stalling for time, I present to the Nobel judges the first robot ever turned into a human. [The curtain slides back. Bender is a huge fat blob. He groans and the scientists gasp.] Wernstrom: My God! He needs medical attention! [Zoidberg scans Bender.] Zoidberg: Pulse, 300; liver, failing; cholesterol, 40? Leela: Well, that's not so bad. Zoidberg: No, I mean 40 pounds! [Farnsworth continues.] Farnsworth: This, um, scientific breakthrough ... heralds a new dawn in human-robot relations, yes. [Bender groans and looks at a woman.] Bender: C'mere and give old Bender a kiss. [The woman cringes.] Hey, you like grilled cheese? [He takes out some grilled cheese from under a roll of flab.] Farnsworth: And, um, that's why I believe I deserve the Nobel Prize. Wernstrom: Not only do you not deserve a Nobel Prize for loosing this bloated man-ball on the world but you are hereby kicked out of the Academy of Science. [The scientists cheer and applaud.] Bender: Wait! As men of science are not your minds open to new ideas? I say, do not judge me until you have tried my way of life for yourselves. [The scientists look at each other.] Wernstrom: Young man, you have opened our minds and swayed our hearts. Let us therefore-- Bender: [shouting] Party! [Zoidberg puts Conga on a jukebox and warbles. Enter Fry with a keg and Amy and Hermes with food. Farnsworth cheers.] [Time Lapse. The drunken scientists are asleep and sitting around in their underwear.] Wernstrom: Bender, you were right! Truly you have lived more in your one week of being human than the rest of us have in our entire lives. Bender: Woo! Wernstrom: And so, to recognise your achievements, I hereby award you the Nobel Prize ... [He takes a medal off a sleeping scientist.] ... in, uh ... [He reads the medal.] ... Chemistry. [Everyone applauds.] Farnsworth: Care to say a few words, Bender? [Bender remains silent. Fry waves his hand across his eyes.] Fry: He's dead. [Everyone gasps.] Wernstrom: When did he die? [Farnsworth checks Bender's pulse.] Farnsworth: About 12 hours ago when the party started. Wernstrom: But he just said, "Woo." Farnsworth: No, that was air escaping from the folds of his fat. [He pushes the fat and Bender "Woo's" again.] Goodnight, sweet prince. You were the greatest man any of us will ever know. Well, let's get him out of here. He's starting to smell up the joint. [The rest of the staff roll Bender out and he "Woo's" as he turns over.] Narrator: [voice-over] You watched it, you can't un-watch it. Stay tuned for more Tales of Interest! [The What-If Scenario ends.] [Scene: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab.] Farnsworth: Who else has a question for the What-If machine? Scruffy? Katrina? Xanthor? Fry: Ooh, I have one. I'm good at video games and bad at everything else. That's why I wish life were more like a video game. Farnsworth: Can you put that in the form of a question? Fry: Uh, what if that thing I said? [Farnsworth lights a stick of incense.] Farnsworth: Oh, great machine, we beseech thee. What if life were more like a video game? [What-If Scene: A video game ship flies around shooting asteroids like in the game Asteroids and lands in the Planet Express hangar.] [What-If Scene: Planet Express: Lounge. The crew walk in. Farnsworth and Hermes sit on the couch watching TV.] Nixon: [on TV] Good evening, ignorant pigs. Put down your crack pipes and your beer bongs and pay attention as I sign an historic peace accord with Amba**ador Kong of planet Nintendu 64. [Donkey Kong stands next to Nixon holding a barrel over his head.] Fry: Wait a second! I know that monkey. His name is Donkey. Farnsworth: Monkeys aren't donkeys! Quit messing with my head! [Cut to: UN Building.] Nixon: I'll just put the old "John Q. Nixon" on it. [An arm comes out of his jar and he signs the paper "Richard M. Nixon's Head".] There! No major crap-ups. You're on, Mr. Amba**ador. [Donkey Kong turns towards Nixon.] What the-- [Donkey Kong throws the barrel at Nixon and his jar flies off the desk. Everyone gasps. Donkey Kong climbs a ladder.] [Cut to: Outside UN Building. Donkey Kong bounces along the roof and the floors collapse.] [Cut to: UN Building. Mario, the Italian representative, stands up.] Mario: Mamma Mia! The cruel meatball of war has rolled onto our laps and ruined our white pants of peace! [He climbs onto the desk and runs away.] [What-If Scene: MilAtari HQ Corridor. The Planet Express staff and a man walk.] Man: Mr. Fry, rumour has it you know the secrets of the video game Chance. Please step into the war room. [A message on the war room door tells him he needs the blue key to enter. He holds it up and the door opens.] [Cut to: MilAtari HQ War Room.] Man: You'll be meeting with General Colin Pac-Man. Pac-Man: Wakka, wakka, wakka, wakka. Let's get down to business. What can you tell us about the Nintendians? Fry: Well, sir, I spent all of ninth grade studying them, except for that day when my eyeballs started to bleed. And in my opinion-- [A building outside explodes and everyone gasps.] Pac-Man: Quickly! To the escape tunnels! [Everyone runs off, wakka-wakka-ing and the background repeats.] [Cut to: Pac-Man Screen.] Pac-Man: This way, damnit! [Zoidberg eats the pellets.] Zoidberg: Mmm, delicious! Just like stale marshmallows! [The cherry appears in front of him.] Ooh, and a cherry! [He eats it and carries on running, chasing Fry.] Fry: Hey, watch out! [Zoidberg eats him.] Zoidberg: Uh-oh! Leela: Oh, my God! He ate Fry! Fry is dead! [Fry slides up behind them.] Fry: It's OK. I had another guy! [Everyone cheers.] [What-If Scene: Outside Planet Express. Pac-Man and the staff come out of the end of the escape tunnel, gasping.] Pac-Man: [gasping] Wakka ... wakka, wa-- [Zoidberg coughs up five pellets, a pixilated cherry, a pixilated pretzel and a key. A shadow creeps over them and crude spaceships start destroying buildings.] Leela: [pointing] Invaders! Possibly from space! [Lrrr opens the window of a ship and leans out.] Lrrr: People of Earth, I am Lrrr of the planet Nintendu 64. Tremble in fear at our three different kinds of ships. Fry: Alright! It's Saturday night, I have no date, a two-litre bottle of Shasta and my [all-Rush mix tape. Let's rock! What-If Scene: Fry's Ship. Fry stands at an arcade console listening to Rush's Tom Sawyer. He uses the console to control his ship and attack the Space Invaders. He shoots and destroys a few ships.] [Cut to: Lrrr's Ship. Lrrr sits in a chair and Nd-Nd is at a console in front of him.] Nd-Nd: We're losing ships, Lrrr. What are your orders? Lrrr: Increase speed, drop down and reverse direction! [Cut to: Outside Planet Express. The ships follow his orders.] [Cut to: Fry's Ship. Fry gulps down some Shasta.] Fry: I've still got a trick or two up my sleeve. Watch, as I fire upwards through our own shields. [Everyone gasps.] Bender: He's a madman! A madman! [Cut to: Outside Planet Express. Fry fires up through the shield and destroys several more ships.] [Cut to: Fry's Ship.] Pac-Man: It's working! Victory is a**ured. My retirement tomorrow will be all the sweeter. [Some Nintendian missiles come through the roof and take a chunk out of Pac-Man. He screams.] I'm hit! So cold! [He folds over and disappears. Enter Ms. Pac-Man, crying.] Ms. Pac-Man: [crying] No! Fry: Amy, tend to the widow Pac-Man. Ms. Pac-Man: [crying] Wakka, wakka, wakka. [Cut to: Outside Planet Express. Lrrr opens the window.] Lrrr: Drop down and increase speed. [Fry destroys another ship. Only Lrrr's ship remains. Zoidberg looks up through the window.] Zoidberg: [from inside] One ship is left only. [Cut to: Fry's Ship. Everyone cheers.] Leela: Come on, Fry! Get it! Fry: [sweating] It's moving too fast! Oh, I could never get the last one. My brother always got it for me. [Everyone screams.] [Cut to: Outside Planet Express. Lrrr's ship slices through Fry's shields. Lrrr opens the window.] Lrrr: Drop down, reverse direction, prepare for landing. [His ship lands. A "War Over. Congratulations! Enter Initials." caption appears. Fry enters "ASS" and chuckles.] [Time Lapse. The Planet Express staff stand outside Lrrr's ship. Some steps come down and several arcade characters get out along with Lrrr.] Lrrr: You are defeated. Instead of shooting where I was, you should have shot at where I was going to be. Beserk: All your base are belong to us. Q-Bert: [speaking backwards] Where can a guy get a pair of pants around here? Fry: What do you monsters want? Donkey Kong: One thing and one thing only: Quarters! A million allowances worth of quarters! No slugs or tokens. Beserk: Fork 'em over! Fork 'em over! Farnsworth: Forget it, you pixilated pirates. We need those quarters to do our laundry. Amy: Yeah! Bender: Right on! Leela: Sure thing, Professor! Lrrr: But-But space invaders need to do laundry too. I mean look at Donkey Kong here. Have you smelled his loincloth lately? Zoidberg: Yes. Amy: Go away! We're not giving you our quarters no matter what. Lrrr: Well ... then what if we throw our laundry in with yours? Would that be acceptable? Fry: I guess so. [Lrrr takes off his cape.] Lrrr: OK, then. That settles that. But if this cape shrinks, consider your species extinct! Narrator: [voice-over] Bravo! That'll be hard to top. I pity the next Tale of Interest. [The What-If Scenario ends.] [Scene: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab.] Farnsworth: Well, there's time for one last question. Let's turn to the "Who Ask" machine to see who's next. [He turns the machine on.] Who Ask Machine: Um, uh, um ... Amy. [Amy gasps.] I mean Leela. [Amy groans.] Leela: OK. [She clears her throat.] As an alien who was abandoned on Earth, I've never really belonged anywhere. Bender: Boo-hoo. [She hits him on the back of the head and his eyes fly out and hit Fry.] Fry: Ow! [Bender looks around for his eyes.] Bender: Uh ... where? Leela: So my question is this: What if I found my true home? [Farnsworth pulls a lever like on a one-armed bandit and hits Leela on the head.] Ow! [She falls over unconscious.] [Cut to: Leela's Dream. Nibbler wakes up Leela in the ships co*kpit. She is dressed like Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz and the scene is in a sepia tone. Leela looks around.] Leela: Where are we? [A tornado blows outside the ship. Scruffy, wearing a pointed hat, flies past on a broom and cackles. The ship crashes.] [Scene: Outside Ship. Leela climbs down the steps. The ship is on its side.] Leela: Nibbler, I don't think we're in New New York anymore. [She looks around the coloured landscape. A peaco*k open it's tail like the NBC logo.] Jeez! Apparently the phrase "tone it down" doesn't exist on this planet. [She sees Scruffy has been squashed under the steps.] Oh, no! We hit someone! Quick, back into the ship. [She hesitates.] Ooh! Nice boots! [Nibbler sniffs them but recoils. Enter Cubert, Dwight, Tinny Tim, a Neptunian elf, a Grunka Lunka and Glurmo all dressed in colourful clothes.] Cubert: Look, everyone! She k**ed the Man-Witch of the West! [Everyone cheers.] Leela: A witch? That explains how these boots magically appeared on my feet. [She indicates her feet.] Small Glurmo #1: No, you stole them. We saw you. Leela: Well ... i-it's hard to find shoes that fit me. So, anyway, who are you people? Haven't I seen you in some copyrighted movie? Small Glurmo #1: [singing] We resemble but are legally distinct from the lollipop guild, the lollipop-- [Nibbler eats him. Amy, wearing a pink dress and holding a wand, floats down from the sky in a bubble. She bursts it.] Amy: Greetings, Leela. I'm the Cute Witch of the North! Leela: Yeah... Can anyone fix my ship so I can get home? Amy: Abraca-duh! Just ask the Professor. He lives in the Emerald Laboratory down Martin Luther King Boulevard. Leela: You mean that yellow brick road? Amy: The city council renamed it in 1975. [sarcastic] Ooh! Those are great shoes! Leela: Oh, thank you. Amy: Do they come in women's sizes? [Leela presses a bu*ton on her wrist machine and the steps come out of the ship and crush Amy.] [Scene: Martin Luther King Boulevard. Leela walks down the road and pa**es a scarecrow in a field that looks like Fry. A crow lands on some corn.] Fry: OK, crow, prepare to be scared. [He gets out Stephen King's Christine.] [reading] And then, "honk, honk," the car honked its own horn! Leela: Wow! A talking scarecrow. Wanna come with us to see the Professor? He might be able to give you a brain. Fry: Hey! That's not a nice thing to say. Bender: Beer! Beer! Leela: Whiskey OK? [She pours some into his mouth and he belches fire, igniting Fry's arm. Fry pats out the flames.] Bender: Now did you say you were off to see the Professor? 'Cause I could use a heart -- a human heart. I need to pump a lot of blood out of my basement. [A yellow cab pulls up and Zoidberg steps out.] Zoidberg: And I'm the other guy, courage. Not enough of it. Need some from whatshisname. [Time Lapse. The gang skip down the yellow brick boulevard.] [Cut to: Mom's Castle. Mom, the witch, watches it on her TV. The picture crackles and she hits the TV repeatedly.] Mom: Damn this DSL! [She cackles and opens a cage, letting out her flying monkey-sons.] Fly, my stupids! Fly out and get them! Igner: But, Mom, you promised you'd bake monkey cake today. Mom: By "monkey cake" I meant your a**! [She slaps them and they fly away.] [Cut to: Martin Luther King Boulevard. The foursome continue to skip.] Fry: Man, we've been skipping for hours. I need to pull over and take the wiz. [Walt, Larry and Igner swoop down and take Fry, Leela and Bender.] Zoidberg: What, do I smell or something? [He sniffs his armpit and groans.] [Scene: Mom's Castle.] Leela: Why did you bring us here? Zoidberg: And why did I have to take a cab? Mom: I'll tell you why I brought you here, you twice-baked barf bags: Because I've always wanted a daughter to love. You want to get adopted, you little skank? Leela: And live here? And be a witch like you? Yeah, alright. As long as I get to hurt people and not just dance around at the equinox. Mom: Absolutely. Leela: Oh, Mommy! I found my true home! [They hug and Zoidberg, Fry and Bender cheer.] Bender: Hooray! Zoidberg: Alright! Fry: That's great, Leela. Bender: I've heard worse excuses to drink. [He opens the bottle and it sprays over Mom.] Oops! [Purple smoke emanates from Mom.] Mom: I'm melting! Oh, who would have thought a small amount of liquid would ever fall on me? [She melts until there is nothing left of her but a puddle.] Bender: Well, no point letting her go to waste. [He takes a straw out of his chest cabinet and drinks the puddle of Mom.] [Scene: Outside The Professor's Laboratory. A cab pulls up outside the green building which looks like the Planet Express building and everyone gets out. Leela knocks on the door and Hermes slides a peephole across.] Hermes: [from inside] Yes? Leela: We're here to see the Professor. Hermes: [from inside] No one sees the mighty Professor. Farnsworth: [from inside] Who's there, Hermes? Is it visitors? I want to see them. Hermes: [shouting; from inside] It's nobody. Now sign that will I gave you! [He turns to Leela.] He's not here. Leela: Oh, for the love of Benji! [She pokes him in the eyes and opens the door. The four walk in.] [Cut to: The Professor's Laboratory. Farnsworth, with a big head, stands behind a curtain.] Farnsworth: I am the Professor, great and ... uh ... forgetful! [Nibbler pulls back the curtain revealing Farnsworth's big head on a small body.] Now, what do you nice kids want? Zoidberg: Nothing! I'm leaving. But if you have extra courage I'd haul it away for you, maybe? Farnsworth: Oh, blithery poop, my cowardly lobster! You don't need courage. After all, who needs courage when you have a gun? [He hands Zoidberg a gun and he takes it, spins it around on his claw and mimics gunfire.] Zoidberg: No, world, you put your hands up! Farnsworth: And you, lad, all you need is brain. Fry: Why does everyone keep saying that? [Bender takes Zoidberg's gun.] Bender: This is a stick-up. Gimme the bag, old man! [Farnsworth chuckles.] Farnsworth: Here you go, my friend. 5000 Professor Land fun bucks. Bender: Oh, crap. [He fans the notes. Farnsworth turns to Leela.] Farnsworth: As for you, young lady, you want to go home, right? Leela: No, not anymore. I wanna stay here and become the new Wicked Witch. Farnsworth: Nonsense. Now click your big, honking boots together three times and wish to go home to Kansas, to live in poverty with your dirt-farming, teetotalling aunt and uncle. Leela: Uh, alright. Here I go. [She clicks her boots together three times.] There's no place like-- I wanna be a witch! [She turns into a witch, complete with pointed hat. Everyone gasps and she turns Fry, Farnsworth and Bender into frogs and laughs. Water falls on her from above and she starts to melt.] Oh, no! Help! What's happening? Zoidberg: Uh, sorry. I think there's a problem with your upstairs toilet. [He stands on the stairs, pulling up his scrubs. Leela moans as she melts.] [Cut to: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab. Bender throws a bucket of water on her.] Bender: Wake up! [Leela coughs and splutters.] Fry: Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head. Leela: I was having the most wonderful dream. [She points at Fry, Amy and Zoidberg.] Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there. Fry: Never mind, Professor. She came to. [Enter Farnsworth with a box marked "Leela's Organs".] Farnsworth: Oh! So close. [Hermes puts his hand on Farnsworth's shoulder.] Hermes: There's always next year, Professor. There's always next year. [Closing Credits.]