Futurama: Bender's Big Score
Planet Express
delivery company roll call!
- Captain Turanga Leela!
- Here!
Delivery boy, first class, Philip J. Fry!
Here!
Assistant Manager of Sales,
Bender Bending Rodriguez!
Here!
Cerveza, por favor.
Long-term intern, Amy Wong.
Here!
Company physician, Dr. John A. Zoidberg.
I thought it was mine.
Bureaucrat Grade 34, Hermes Conrad
is who I am.
And now I am proud to present
the owner and founder of Planet Express,
Professor Hubert J. Farnsworth!
You're all fired.
Sweet bongo of the Congo!
In fact, you were fired two years ago.
That's when we were shut down
by the delivery network.
Yes, I'm afraid the brainless
drones who run the network
canceled our License.
We were canceled?
Oh, it's terrible. Just terrible.
Well, clear out your desks
and move along. Chop-chop.
Yes? I see.
Good news, everyone!
Those asinine morons who canceled us
were themselves fired for incompetence.
And not just fired, but beaten up, too.
And pretty badly.
In fact, most of them died
from their injuries.
And then they were ground up
into a fine pink powder.
- Why?
- Oh, it's got a million and one uses.
That soothes the fire.
So what does this mean
for us and our many fans?
It means we're back on the air!
Yes, flying on the air
in our mighty spaceship.
We're back, baby!
Party!
Go, go, go!
Lower, lawn mower!
What's the matter, robot?
You got a rod up your spine?
Yes, I do. That's how I'm built.
Hooray.
- Way to bend it!
You're the greatest, Bender!
In Jamaica, we got
10-story office buildings lower than that.
Let's see you beat it, Rasta man.
Let's make it interesting.
Fetch down one of them sabers.
Oh, flexible.
That would go good up my spine.
Lower.
The fat guy wins!
Go, Hermes!
That's why they call me 11-inch Conrad.
Oh, no.
Can you save Hermes, Dr. Goodensexy?
I told you, my name is Dr. Cahill.
Figures I'd get mangled
while the blond bimbo's on duty.
I'm a doctor, sir.
The mere fact that I'm blond
and have a breathy voice,
full sensual lips and a steaming hot body
doesn't make me a bimbo.
Tell me about it.
I think we've all learned a thing or two
about sexual stereotypes
while my head's slowly dying
'cause I'm not in a jar yet, you bimbo!
Oh, right. Ditzy-witzy!
Lars, got another jar job!
Oh, sorry, Doctor.
I was disinfecting Courtney Love...
Oh, hello.
What are you looking at? Is it the eye?
Guilty as charged.
It's a nice looking eye,
and there's plenty of it.
- Oh. Do I know you?
- Apparently not.
- Hi. I'm Lars.
- Oh. I'm Leela.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to be met.
Pick up ladies on your own time,
you shiny-headed goat.
Sir, you're just a little enraged
'cause you're dying. Up and away!
Lars is so flirting with you.
He is so not. He's just being polite.
Who does he think he is,
being polite to you?
- You want me to beat him up?
- No. Stop being so immature.
I'll show her who's immature.
''Charles de Gaulle''? Never heard of you.
I freed France from the Nazis and...
Hey, Leela. I'm some French guy.
Rock that Frenchman, baby!
Oh, my poor little love pirate
of the Caribbean.
There, there, wife. Everything will be all...
Okay, look, Hermes,
we got to think of the boy.
- He needs a daddy.
- He has a daddy.
No, he got two half-daddies.
- Will his body be all right?
- Yes, but it may take a few days.
No, not soon enough.
Come, Dwight,
let's find you a handsome new father.
LaBarbara, no!
It's okay, Hermes. We're all here for you.
Good news, everyone!
We've got a delivery
to the nude beach planet.
So long, jerk.
It feels great to be back at the wheel
after two long years.
That's not the wheel.
It's nice out.
''You must be at least this naked''?
How much nakeder could you be?
Watch and learn.
- You know, it's funny.
- What?
Your wiener!
Well, I'm going in the water
to prune up a bit before I strut.
- Who's with me?
- I'm in!
- I'm in.
- Yeah, I'll go.
You guys go ahead.
I gotta find the bartender
and deliver this box of barstool softener.
Here's your package, sir.
- Why are you talking to my penis?
- Oh, sorry. Sign here.
- Mind if I use your pen?
- Well, that's not a...
And initial here.
Thank you for using Planet Express.
Hey, Fry, I didn't know
you had a tattoo of Bender on your ass.
Me, neither.
You got a tattoo of me?
Neat. It's like looking in a smelly mirror.
So he's got a little ink. Big whoop.
Sweet photons.
I don't know if you're waves or particles,
but you go down smooth.
Sir, would you care to sign our petition?
I support and oppose many things,
but not strongly enough to pick up a pen.
That's just what the guys
who oppose the things
you support want you to do.
Really? Down with those guys!
And we'll need your e-mail address.
They say you shouldn't give out
your e-mail address.
Right. That's just
what those same guys say.
Them again?
I don't quite understand
what this petition's about.
Animals?
And your e-mail address.
- You won't send me any spam, will you?
- Oh, no, no, no, no.
Asterisk.
You've got spam.
Spam, spam, junk.
The very last pygmy rhino
is going extinct?
Unless it gets my credit card number?
Spam. Spam.
''Hi. How are you?''
Oh, that must be from Kiffy.
Hi, how are you?
Low, low prices
on erectile dysfunction remedies,
sleeping pills, old-person drugs,
and antidepressants.
Antidepressants?
Well, I certainly don't want
to get depressed.
Please enter credit card number.
Is cash okay?
Porn. Porn. Free porn.
I find that rather hard to believe.
''Top-quality.''
I'm waiting for porn over here.
Oh, yeah, come on, baby.
Friends, friends!
His Majesty Prince Adisaraki O. Zoidberg
of Nigeria died.
That's so sad.
When will those antidepressants get here?
Wait, there's more.
According to this e-mail,
I, Zoidberg, am his next of kin.
Once I wire some good-faith money
to an overseas bank account,
I'll inherit his kingdom,
his canoe, and his plump young wife.
You dumb stumps.
Don't you realize you're being scammed?
That is low, Hermes.
Just because you don't have a body,
you don't want anyone else
to be prince of Nigeria.
Well, try and stop me
from wiring that money.
What's going on here?
According to
my illegal key logging software,
you've all been giving out
personal information over the Internet.
If Hermes were here, he'd fire you all.
- I am here.
- Quiet, you.
In his absence, I'm calling
a mandatory company security seminar.
To the mandatorium!
Now, it's not hard to spot
a phony Internet come-on.
''Get rich quick x7 q''? Phony.
''Lose weight with space parasites''?
Phony.
What's this?
I've won the Spanish National Lottery?
No, it's a scam!
Yes, yes, a scam. My goodness, I'm rich!
And to think I didn't even know
I had a ticket.
I just need to wire some collateral
to collect the winnings.
Professor, stop!
You're giving away personal information!
I can afford to give away anything I want.
I've won the Spanish National Lottery.
- No, don't!
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