Futurama

Cash, cash, cash for your bones.

Too many bones, not enough cash? Call Cashbone.

Ribs, skulls, spines, even certain tiny ear bones.

? The leg bone's connected to the Cashbone. ?

? Two... two, three...?

Aw, Nibbler made a bobo for Mama.

I'll pick it up with my supey-dupey poopy scoopy.

Core magnetic field... 31 microteslas.

Nice.

Temperature...

Whoa! The magma P.I. is 10,000 degrees selleck.

Leela, I am collecting data.

Could you dump that somewhere else?

Not really.

It's highly volatile dark matter...

And some corn.

But I'm presenting my thesis tomorrow

and I've barely had time to prepare.

Nonsense.

You've been my grad student for 12 years.

You were ready six years ago.

What?! I probably should have told you.

Anyway, the important thing is to be relaxed tomorrow.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Do what you young people do to unwind.

Take a joyride in your jalopy.

Wear a T-shirt and eat a fish stick.

Go!

Okay, amigos, one teensy drink to help Amy relax.

Hear, hear!

Hmm... I guess I'm still kind of nervous.

One more teensy drink to help Amy relax.

Still a little nervous?

She's a nervous wreck!

? ?

Well, I may not have a man,

but at least I've got you, poopsie-doodle.

Leela, it's time you and I had a talk.

A talk?! You can't break up with me.

You're my pet.

As much as I enjoy being

the object of your misplaced affections,

I am also a highly sophisticated being

who longs for intelligent conversation.

Aw, is shnookums not feeling "shtimuwated"?

An understatement to say the least.

It's time you treated me with respect.

If you want to be treated like a fellow crew member, fine,

but no more purse rides

and no more dressing you up in your cute little sailor suit.

I keep telling you, that's my real naval uniform.

Your place or mine?

Both. But first, this place.

Ooh... oh, my...

Ooh! Room for one more?

I thought I set you for 7:15.

Sorry... I hooked up with Bender last night.

Dude was all over my snooze button.

But my doctoral exam is in ten minutes... On Mars!

Ew!

Kif, did you yack on the floor?

Yes, I did.

Where's your candidate, Farnsworth?

I have a long list of students to humiliate today.

You're late, Mss Wong. Oh, God,

this is like one of those nightmares.

Here, take my lab coat.

Allow me to introduce your examining committee

in descending order of grumpiness.

Professor Ogden Wernstrom.

Wernstrom.

Downtown Professor of applied physics

Ethan "Bubblegum" Tate.

I see by your curriculum vitae that you're a sagittarius.

And Professor Fischerpreis Schpeeknschpell.

The cow says...

He proved that 50 years ago,

and he's been coasting on it ever since.

I am the esteemed Professor Morris katz,

and you are wasting my time.

Proceed.

Imagine, if you will...

Oh, God.

A gigantic spherical generator,

one that could provide unlimited energy

because it's essentially in perpetual motion.

Young lady, have you been drinking?

Well, yes, but that's not "revelant."

I'm talking about Earth.

Earth's the generator.

Baa.

Suppose this basketball

is the whole world.

To many young men in the inner city, it is.

As it spins, it's producing an enormous magnetic field.

If we could use that field to generate electric current,

we could actually harness the Earth's rotational ener-ener...

Kerchoo!

Yes, tapping the Earth's ener-kerchoo.

Go on.

Sorry, I'm super allergic to cats.

Professor Katz, would you mind...?

Miss wong, I I mind everything.

You just need to polarize the earth's core with a huge...

Static charge...

By ratcheting superconductive wire down into...

Sorry.

Enough.

The committee members will now vote yea or nay.

Nay.

Nay.

Hell, nay.

The horse says, "doctorate denied."

It's okay, Amy.

I don't have a fancy degree either,

but today I'm a prominent boy in the package delivery field.

Now that I am a full and equal member of the crew,

I pledge my loyalty, my perspicacity,

and dare I say it, my friendship.

Leela, muzzle that skunk.

We can't stop a meeting for some cute, fuzzy, little...

Hey, look, a kitty cat.

You again?

Get away, you mangy ball of histamines.

You leave kitty cat alone.

People, please, I'm trying to run a business,

so I get to hold kitty.

No, me.

Aw, its anus looks like an asterisk.

Captain Fuzzy Toes

reporting for duty... I mean, cutie.

My best friend died in that uniform.

I hate that cat!

If I had a spray bottle,

I'd give him such a spritzing.

I'll tell you one thing...

Nothing acts that cute without some ulterior motive.

Aw, you want your dipey changed?

We'll have to watch its every move.

Powder, please.

Here's my new theory: That is one adorable cat.

I guess I was just jealous.

I do miss being Leela's shnookums.

I'm going to apologize and hope for a pity pet.

Yes, my lord.

Amy and Nibbler are a "tewwible thweat."

They must be spayed and neutered, "wespectivewy."

? meow-meow, meow-meow, meow-meow, meow-meow ?

? meow-meow, meow-meow, meow-meow, meow-meow... ?

? meow-meow, meow-meow. ?

The cat is evil.

We have proof.

It was summoning a saucer.

Of course it wanted a saucer, you idiot...

A saucer of "dewicious cweam."

You fool, this isn't about the cream.

It's pwonounced "cweam."

I'm petting mine down to the bone.

Just stwoke its fwuffy fur.

Scwatch its fwubby chin.

Fweeble its fwooby pwow.

All Pet it, pet it...

Pet it, pet it...

- Pet it, pet it... - No, no!

Pet it, pet it...

What do cats need with that much yarn and cobalt?

They're doing something downstairs.

We've got to find out what.

Where do you think you're going, no-cat?

Uh, the basement.

I think I left the air-hockey table on.

Without a cat, you ain't going nowhere.

Can you at least tell us what's going on down there?

We're certainly not building something sinister,

if that's what you're implying.

Now, come on, Bender,

something sinister won't build itself.

Professor Katz' last name is Katz.

Do you think he has something to do with these cats?

The conclusion is as inescapable as it is moronic.

I say we pay him a visit,