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.:: 610 ::. The Prisoner of Benda
=:= Bite My Shiny Metal Ass Team =:=
Boy, that thing's big.
Fry, is my colossal eye too big?
No, it's what makes you you.
But it's so round, so hideously round.
You're the most beautiful woman I've ever known.
So you only care about my looks?
No, I... What?
Finally, New New York got a blast of class today
as Nikolai, playboy ruler of the robo-Hungarian empire,
arrived aboard his extravagant caviar-powered yacht.
I am just a humble emperor
with a big, big crown.
- I'm not planning to steal it. - What?
True, I've always dreamt of being an emperor,
you know, for Halloween, and then forever,
but heisting those jewels would be difficult.
- You'd be stupid to try. - I'll need accomplices...
A sexy vamp to distract and tie up the guard.
Never.
A claw man to slip past the metal scanner
and cut the alarm wires...
Sorry, I'm set for life after that last job.
And finally, a chump
to be caught on video and later arrested.
As I told you on sucker-punch day, I'm through being a chump.
Of course, it would all require split-second, robotic timing.
That's where I come in. You see, I own a watch.
There.
This time I'm sure I've fixed the mind-switcher.
Good, I'm sick of cleaning up those heaps of dead monkeys.
Why would you want your mind in a new body?
As a man enters his 18th decade,
he thinks back on the mistakes he's made in life.
Like the heaps of dead monkeys?
Science cannot move forward without heaps.
No, what I regret is the youth
I wasted playing it safe.
I wasted my youth porking out.
Yes, I remember.
Would you please take that down? It's making me hungry.
Funny, I could use a little extra meat
on my bones.
Wait a second.
If we switched bodies, I could live life to the extreme
and you could indulge your demonic food lust.
We're the people this mind-switcher was made for by us.
- Wait, can I still change my mind? - Let's find out.
It didn't work, you doddering old...
Cartilage!
Dude, I bid you a fond cowabunga.
I'm off to laugh at the reaper.
Look out, world, here I...
I'm sorry, Amy, but your body's not up to the task.
Also, I don't care for these boobs flapping every which way.
Now, quit your bologna-gargling
and let's switch back into our original bodies.
Body-switching?
Mayhap the heist is back on.
Who needs accomplices if I can just use their bodies?
Professor, what's not happening?
Bad news, me.
I failed to take into account the cerebral immune response.
You idiot!
Once two bodies have switched minds,
they can never switch back.
However, perhaps they can.
Maybe we can swap back using a third body
for temporary storage space.
I'm 60% storage space.
Yeah, wha... I...
I'm off to the royal yacht for a quick seduce-and-snatch.
See you.
Now then, we'll simply switch bodies
and then we'll...
No, I'd be back in my body,
but then you and Bender would be switched,
and the Amy and Bender bodies can't trade minds again,
since they just did.
Is it possible to get everyone back to normal
using four or more bodies?
I'm not sure. I'm afraid we need to use...
Math.
Stupid air-needing lungs.
The crown jewels.
Now I have to locate the guard and seduce him in...
- four seconds! - Who goes there?
Three, two, one.
Hello, big boy.
Silence. I am Basil,
the Emperor's cousin and Chief of his Royal Guard,
and I shall not be seduced by a...
I said...
Professor, what's the matter?
I'm Amy.
The Professor and I switched bodies.
Oh, Lord.
All I wanted was to gorge myself a little,
but I can't digest anything with these false teeth
and this hit-or-miss colon.
At least you get a senior discount at the movies.
I hate paying $14 to see Nicolas Cage solve things.
If you want to save two dollars, we could switch bodies.
We can always switch back, right?
- What smells saturated? - Deep-fried ice cream sandwich
wrapped in frosting and lightly baconed.
That sounds like something Amy would say and eat.
I am Amy.
Leela and I used the Professor's mind-switching machine.
So Leela's in your body?
Not exactly.
You do only like me for my body.
That is entirely not true, sir.
Now to go switch bodies with Zoidberg,
sneak past the metal detector, and clip the alarm wires,
all in less than...
ten minutes ago!
Could you come back when my chump gets here?
What is a filthy human doing aboard my royal yacht?
With all due respect, your majesty, I'm a robot like you.
I switched bodies with some bimbo.
Go ahead, ask me something only a robot would know.
A reverse Turing test? Very good.
What is the square root of nine?
Hold on, let me just get out a pencil.
Okay, look, I'm not that kind of robot.
I'm more this kind of robot.
He steps forwards but moves backwards.
By the gods, he is a machine.
No, that won't restore everyone either.
Besides, I don't want my decrepit old body back.
I'm running away
with this invincible robot body and joining something.
Look, I paid for 15 robot clowns per cubic meter of car,
and you're barely giving me 12.
Now, crumple up and get in...
And fasten your seatbelts.
Good day.
I am Nonchalanto, the robot daredevil,
and my dream is to risk my life
in strange and original ways.
You don't look so foolhardy to me.
That's the dumbest thing anybody's ever done.
You're hired.
So you're a common bending robot with a human peasant roommate?
Crap, that is what I am.
No, Bender, I envy you.
I'm so bored with all these pretentious trappings.
The jewels, the parties, the beautiful robo-women.
My fiancé princess Flavia. Dearest, meet Bender.
He's a robot in the body of a Chinese Martian physicist.
How tedious.
To escape this gilded cage for a day.
You know, we could trade bodies.
I could take over the humdrum royal stuff,
and you could be a regular Joe for a day.
Or more, much more.
In that horrid non-robot body? Sir, I have my standards.
But what if I could put you in my fabulous bending-robot body?
Me, posing as a lowly bending unit?
How wicked.
But I'm supposed to give a speech at the U.N. tomorrow.
- Can I trust you to do it? - You can trust anything.
Now Leela's all crotchety 'cause she thinks
I'm not attracted to her in the Professor's body.
- You aren't, are you? - Of course not,
but I was willing to lie about it. What more can a man do?
A man can give her a toke of her own medicine.
Yes, I could put my mind into a hideous body
and show Leela she's not attracted to me,
but it would have to be a really, really disgusting body.
Friends, I've got barnacles on my tuchus.
The long search is over.
Wait here and earn interest while I find my robot body.
- Professor? - Leela. Amy?
- Bender. - Have you seen my body?
- I think the Professor's in it. - Yeah,
he said something about running away.
- Then he ran away. - What? Whither?
I got an emperor all patsies up to switch bodies,
- but only with another robot. - Washbucket full.
Scruffy's work here is done.
Now to find emperor Von Rochendoof.
Now to find Scruffy.
Switch bodies? I don't see why not.
I also don't see why.
In your face, Leela.
If you're a Bender, why is your body full of fetid water?
If you're an emperor, why don't you shut up?
Move it, Fry!
- Well, so long. - Wait.
Point me to my normal human roommate!
That's him there... Maybe. Got to go!
Robot?
Yes, 'tis I...
Do you not recognize your own best friend?
The guy in this body has a friend!
Bender, old pal, it's me, the Fry!
But then Nicolas Cage discovered the real treasure was his family.
Yes, I'll hold.
Leela, look.
I'm in Zoidberg!
Oh, you're not so shallow that you find me repulsive
'cause of my body, are you?
Not at all.
Amy? Stop it!
Fry, help!
She's turning me into a parade float.
Look at her!
So you're so shallow that my body disgusts you
if it puts on a little extra weight?
That wasn't a little extra weight.
Admit it. You don't care about the inner me at all.
No, you admit it!
You'd be ashamed to be seen in public with someone as hideous as me!
Would not!
Then I challenge you to a romantic dinner at Elzar's tonight.
It's on.
Sweet orca of Majorca.
You make fat Albert look like normal Albert.
I don't know what to do. Do you think I should eat more butter?
I am putting a stop to this right now.
Come on. We're switching bodies.
Hermes, no! I'll ruin your body, too!
Three decades of the munchies beat you to it.
You make quite a show, young man.
You remind me of myself as a young cannon.
Big Bertha is the circus's Grande dame.
She shoots robots through the air.
Excuse me. Too much goulash.
I've always wanted to be shot out of something.
How about a quick blast after lunch?
Alas, a fine big one like you would shatter my barrel.
But, to amaze the crowd once more.
I understand the problems of age,
but suppose I could put you in a new body?
Never! My body may be old,
but it is mine,
and every crack, a memory of heavy things shot a long way.
Good day!
I have everything I ever wanted...
Money, wealth, riches.
Yet something's missing.
A hot princess with whom to get grizzly.
- Hello. - Hello, baby!
What's going on here?
And why are you kissing my dashing cousin instead of me?
Nikolai, you imperial fool.
We've been having an affair for 700 years.
At long last, I shall kill you,
blame the burglar, and inherit the throne.
Farewell, Nikolai.
Wait. I'm not Nikolai! I'm Bender,
the fabulous body-switching burglar.
So you are.
However, you do have Nikolai's body, and that's the part we want to kill.
Great food, huh?
I'm sorry, Leela.
I hope that didn't make you ashamed to be seen with me.
It only makes you more attractive.
Did my bodily infirmity embarrass you?
Not at all.
It's just another thing that makes you a very special lady.
You mean, like my penis?
Admit it. You're disgusted by me.
No. You're disgusted by me!
I'm as attracted to you as I've ever been.
Prove it!
Well, Bender, here's our apartment that we live in every day.
A floor?
We live like kings!
Kings? Silence!
Like you, I'm a common lout.
Now fetch me some working-class cognac
from our brandy storeroom that you know how to find.
Relax, Bender.
I'll dry up that leak with this heating box.
Cigars. Light me up, old friend.
There you are, emperor Nikolai.
It's time for your speech to the UN.
A what now?
- Miss Wong? - No, Scruffy, I am Washbucket.
I love you.
Washbucket has always loved you.
This is wrong, Washbucket.
It would be sweet for a while,
but in the back of our minds, we'd know that I'm a man,
and you're janitorial equipment.
In another city, we could be anyone we want!
Go. Go now.
Before I beg you to stay.
Please welcome an insane dictator
and one heck of a bowler,
emperor Nikolai!
Thanks, Nixon. How we doing?
I love you, your majesty!
Shut up, madam ambassador. I know it.
Anyhow...
I'd now like to digress from my prepared remarks
to say I'm done.
Ladies and gentlemen, this robot is an impostor!
I shall enjoy this.
Not me!
That devil, Basil, will kill our emperor.
You're robo-Hungarian?
Yes. Our nation's chief export is carnies.
If only there were some way I could get to the UN to help.
There is.
Get in, Nonchalanto.
Bertha, no! It would kill you!
I have not so much time left anyhow.
But you could get a new body.
You could have a rich, full life!
I am trying to have a rich, full life.
Long live robo-Hungary!
Me! Thank God you've come!
This is for big Bertha!
That is not what I meant to give you for big Bertha.
That was nice.
Whoever you are, you're the bravest robot I've ever seen.
I like killing brave things.
Good, 'cause I've got 20 of them per cubic meter.
When I grow up, I want to be a diplomat!
Well, if there's one thing I've learned, it's a lesson.
I believe this belongs to you.
I shall sell it to help the common folk,
now that I understand their misery.
Good luck with that.
I must say, Hermes, you've got a smoking hot body.
I was inspired by Amy.
- How'd you do it? - Well,
there I was at Elzar's eating a nice pork sundae,
and suddenly, I just lost my appetite.
Forever.
Q to the e to the d.
So it is possible for us all
to get back to our original bodies?
Stone-cold munchin', prof.
Sweet Clyde, characterize your inversion theorem.
Basically, no matter how permuted-up your minds are,
they can be restored using, at most, two extra players.
And they say pure math has no real-world applications!
Everybody back in their zones?
My body may be old, but it is mine.
Brilliant work, Clyde!
You'll win the NBA's highest academic honor for this!
Also, I'm making you a Duke.
So long, filthy commoners!
Adios.
And I'm left with the real jewels safely inside...
his compartment?
All right. I'll need accomplices.