Futurama

NOTIFY HIS SURVIVORS.

* B-E-N-D-E-R

* BENDER!

* B-E-N-D-E-R

* BENDER!

* SAYING B...

* E-N...

* DER!

MAIL CALL!

AMY, HERE'S YOUR DESIGNER LINGERIE CATALOG

FRY, SADIE'S BRA PARADE

AND, LEELA, BULK UNDERPANTS OUTLET.

YOU BUY ONE POUND OF UNDERWEAR

AND YOU'RE ON THEIR LIST FOREVER.

AND FOR BENDER-- UH-OH-- A BLACK-BORDERED ENVELOPE.

OH, NO. SOMEONE YOU KNOW MUST'VE DIED.

I HOPE IT WAS ONE OF MY ENEMIES.

THOSE GUYS SUCK.

OH, NO! MY UNCLE VLADIMIR.

OH, I'M SORRY, BENDER.

WHEN'S THE FUNERAL?

TOMORROW AT THE FAMILY CASTLE.

FOLLOWED BY THE READING OF HIS WILL.

WELL, I'M RICH.

GOOD-BYE, LOSERS WHOM I'VE ALWAYS HATED.

COME ON. IT'LL BE FUN.

AH, PARDON ME, MY GOOD SIMPLETON

COULD YOU TAKE US TO YON CASTLE?

CASTLE?

SOME SAY UNHOLY THINGS HAPPEN UP THERE.

FOR EXAMPLE, ALL OF US SAY THAT.

SUPERSTITIOUS ROBOT MUMBO JUMBO.

MUMBO, PERHAPS; JUMBO, PERHAPS NOT.

WITH ALL YOUR MODERN SCIENCE

ARE YOU ANY CLOSER TO UNDERSTANDING

THE MYSTERY OF HOW A ROBOT WALKS OR TALKS?

YES, YOU IDIOT.

THE CIRCUIT DIAGRAM IS

RIGHT HERE ON THE INSIDE OF YOUR CASE.

I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE

WHAT I WAS PROGRAMMED TO BELIEVE.

I WILL GO THIS FAR AND NO FURTHER.

AND, SO, WE COMMEND VLADIMIR'S REMAINS TO THE EARTH.

FILINGS TO FILINGS, RUST TO RUST.

TO MY LOYAL BUTLER

"YOU THERE," FOR HIS DECADES OF SERVICE

I LEAVE A PITTANCE

TO BE PAID IN 20 EQUAL INSTALLMENTS

OF 1/20th OF A PITTANCE EACH.

TO MY LAZY, SPOILED SON TANDY

WHO NEVER LEARNED THE VALUE OF A DOLLAR

I LEAVE MY ENTIRE $10 MILLION FORTUNE.

IS THAT A LOT?

AND TO MY LOVING NEPHEW BENDER

ASSUMING HE'S NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR MY DEATH

I LEAVE MY CASTLE...

YES! LET'S STAY THERE TONIGHT.

ON CONDITION THAT HE SPEND ONE NIGHT WITHIN ITS WALLS.

OH, MAN, THERE'S ALWAYS A CATCH!

I GET A GOOD VIBE FROM THIS PLACE--

NICE, LONG, DINNER TABLE

QUIET, WELL-BEHAVED SPIDERS...

GRAVEYARD ADJACENT.

YEP, IT'S GOING TO BE...

WHAT IS IT?

THAT PAINTING.

THE EYES ARE WATCHING ME.

HMM.

IT HAS MOTOR EYE SENSORS ATTACHED TO MOTION DETECTORS.

SO DOES MY BUTT

BUT I DON'T FRAME IT AND PUT IT ON THE WALL.

ALTHOUGH...

WHAT'S THAT?

I DON'T KNOW, BUT IT'S INFECTIOUS.

NO DOUBT ABOUT IT, THIS PLACE IS HAUNTED.

DON'T BE SILLY, MON.

THE LAST GHOST DIED OVER 200 YEARS AGO.

THE LAST HUMAN GHOST, BUT ROBOT GHOSTS...

0-1-0-1-1-0-0-1-0-1.

WHAT DOES IT MEAN?

IT'S JUST GIBBERISH.

1-0-1-0-0-1-1-0-1-0?!

UNCLE VLADIMIR!

COME, BENDER.

YOU'LL LIKE BEING DEAD.

THAT'S WHAT THEY SAID ABOUT BEING ALIVE.

JOIN US. JOIN US.

JOIN US, BENDER.

OH, OH, MY GOD!

JUST AS I SUSPECTED.

THESE ROBOTS WERE BURIED IN IMPROPERLY SHIELDED COFFINS.

THEIR PROGRAMMING LEAKED INTO THE CASTLE'S WIRING

THROUGH THIS OLD ABANDONED MODEM

ALLOWING THEM TO PROJECT THEMSELVES AS HOLOGRAMS.

OF COURSE!

IT WAS SO OBVIOUS.

YES, THAT SEQUENCE OF WORDS I SAID MADE PERFECT SENSE.

WE REALLY SHOULD TELL BENDER

THERE'S NOTHING TO BE AFRAID OF.

HUH?

NO!

HONK! HONK!

BENDER, WAKE UP.

OH...

HE'S OKAY. QUICK, DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY LIQUOR?

BENDER, WHAT HAPPENED?

SOMEBODY TRIED TO RUN ME OVER

AND NOT WITH A NORMAL HOVER CAR.

IT CREPT ALONG THE GROUND ON ROUND RUBBER FEET

LIKE A WOLF.

POOR BENDER, YOU'RE SEEING THINGS.

YOU'VE BEEN DRINKING TOO MUCH, OR TOO LITTLE.

I FORGET HOW IT WORKS WITH YOU.

ANYWAY, YOU HAVEN'T DRUNK EXACTLY THE RIGHT AMOUNT.

MAYBE HE HAS.

LOOK AT THESE TRACKS.

I THINK BENDER MAY BE TELLING THE TRUTH.

BENDER, YOU LOOK AWFUL.

I PRESCRIBE MAKEUP.

HERE. IT JUST SO HAPPENS I HAVE MY MARY KAY SAMPLE CASE.

AH, I JUST NEED SLEEP.

I HAD NIGHTMARES ALL NIGHT ABOUT CARS RUNNING PEOPLE OVER.

MANY PEOPLE DREAM OF A FRESH NEW LOOK

AND MARY KAY CAN MAKE THOSE DREAMS COME TRUE.

LOOK AT THIS! THEY FOUND THOSE SAME RUBBERY TRACKS

RIGHT HERE IN NEW NEW YORK.

THERE WAS A HIT-AND-RUN BY THE ROBOT PORNO THEATER.

ROBOT PORNO THEATER?

I WAS IN THAT... GENERAL AREA LAST NIGHT.

WHOEVER RAN ME DOWN OUT ON THE MOORS

MUST'VE FOLLOWED ME BACK HERE.

BENDER, MON, NO ONE'S TRYING TO RUN YOU OVER.

STOP BEING A BIG HALLUCINATING BABY.

YEAH?

WELL, COULD A BIG

HALLUCINATING BABY DO THIS?

I'M SCARED.

I DON'T KNOW WHICH I LIKE MORE

SMASHING CARS OR SMASHING FACES.

WELL, LUCKY YOU DON'T GOT TO DECIDE TONIGHT.

NOW, COME ON, WE GOT CHURCH TOMORROW.

DID YOU HEAR SOMETHING?

NAH, IT WAS PROBABLY JUST A GOLDEN MARMOSET.

THAT DON'T SOUND LIKE

NO GOLDEN MARMOSET I EVER HEARD.

AAH! WHOO!

MADE IT.

SO, ANYWAY, UH, WHAT ARE YOU WEARING TOMORROW?

HONK, HONK, HONK!

WHAT THE...?

TRANSMISSION FLUID?

WHERE HAVE I BEEN?

WHAT HAPPENED?

GETS OUT OF HERE, YOUSE LOUSY BUM.

PLEASE, I'M SCARED.

WE'RE ALL SCARED.

IT'S THE HUMAN CONDITION.

WHY DO YOU THINKS I PUT ON THIS TOUGH-GUY FACADE?

NOW, BEAT IT!