Robots Page #6

I am tired of just complaining

and never doing anything.

I... I...

I wanna try.

No. Forget it. I'm sorry. No.

Yes! I want to try.

Then you're first.

First for what?

They want us to upgrade?

Then let's upgrade.

Gasket, you're a sick, twisted,

evil robot.

I try.

Oh, good.

Company.

So you're the little glob of tin

who's been making all the trouble.

Who are these losers?

- We, sir...

- I'm a woman.

Ouch.

We've come to rescue our friend,

you evil bag of bolts.

And you will be defeated

by the very outmodes...

...that you scorned and defaced.

Yeah, because there's seven of us

and only one of you.

There's seven of us and... Eight, nine...

- Did you count that one?

- I think so.

Could you all stop moving around?!

It's so frustrating!

I think I counted one of you twice!

While you're at it, count these.

As soon as we're done with you,

these hit the streets.

This is the last day

any outmode will ever see.

Did I miss the butt-whupping?

- No.

- Matter of fact, you're a little bit early.

Rodney! Rodney! Rodney!

- Well, let's get started.

- Testify, sister!

- Charge!

- Charge!

Oh, no! He's got a steel chair.

But he's back up into a neck-breaker.

He's up to the top rope.

- Look at the hang time!

- That's sure gonna leave a dent.

Say hello to my dimpled friend.

This is gonna get greasy!

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- I sure am.

See a need, fill a need!

This isn't what I was thinking at all.

What are you doing? Get off me.

Let me go! Do as I say. Get off!

Ma!

My upgrades!

It's all right, son.

You can shine no matter what you...

No! Just stop!

Come on, Rodney.

Let's open the gates

of Bigweld Industries forever.

Wait a minute.

There's one thing I need to do first.

Herb!

- Herb!

- Honey, what are you doing here?

- It's Rodney, honey.

- Rodney? Is he all right?

Come outside. Hurry.

Copperbottom, where are you going?

What about the dishes?

Hey, get back here!

You'll never wash in this town again.

What is all this?

The whole town is out here.

- Rodney?

- Dad!

There's someone I want you to meet.

- Is that...?

- That's Bigweld, Dad...

...the greatest robot in the world.

Besides you.

- I understand you need a few parts.

- Well, I'm not one to complain.

Well, then don't. I've brought

enough parts to make two of you.

Ladies and gentlebots...

...I came all this way...

Would you cut that out?

It's very distracting.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Where was I?

Mr. and Mrs. Copperbottom,

I came all this way...

...to tell you in person

that your son, Rodney...

...the man who got me

off my big titanium tochis...

...is now my right-hand bot

and my eventual successor.

Way to go, Rodney!

Oh, Mom.

Son.

Dad, I know you kind of felt bad

when I was growing up...

...that you couldn't give me

a lot of stuff.

But you gave me

the most important thing:

You believed in me.

From the second you were born.

Well, Dad, now I want your dream

to come true.

Dad, you always wanted to be

a musician.

Now be one, for everyone to hear.

Good for you, Herb!

You did good!

- Good job!

- Way to go.

Now I'm sure I've got a heart,

because it's aching.

You'll have to forgive me.

I'm a little rusty.

Well, there goes our happy ending.

No. It's a fusion of jazz and funk.

It's called "junk. "

I love you, Herb!

- Fender!

- Loretta, my darling.

Sorry.

I was on the list!

Don't you know who I am? Wait!

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