Futurama

Aw, you're all such talented artists.

I'm gonna put this cute little guy on the corkboard.

This isn't kids' stuff, Mom!

We're making NFTs!

NFTs? So, like, digital art, right?

Hardly. Though, in this case, yes.

"NFT" stands for Non-Fungible Token. That means it's unique.

Ah. So, if I buy an NFT, I'm the only one who has that image.

- No. - But I own the original?

Meesh, Mom! No one wants the original!

So, if I were to buy an NFT, what would I actually own?

A concept.

In the form of a digital token stored on the blockchain.

Blockchain. Blockchain.

Blockchain, eh? That is so interest...

I sold my horsie NFT!

Somebody bought Mandy's awful horse drawing?

Uh-huh. For $3!

Money? Who said money?

Nobody. But top NFTs do sell for millions.

Like this collection, "The Apathetic Fish Society."

They look kind of cool, yet also extremely stupid.

Cool yet stupid, you say?

Clearly, I, Bender,

am destined to be the next smash-hit NFT!

You know, he might be just stupid enough.

Might be.

Look at that. Yeah.

Come on now. Forget it.

Yeah. Giddyup. Oh.

It's go time!

The Bender Collection drops in three, two...

Let's sell some Bender.

Oops. Wrong gun.

Bender with sombrero just sold for one cent!

That's 'cause I bought it.

To trick suckers into thinking it's valuable.

Then I paid a quarter!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. This whole NFT thing is completely crooked?

I love it!

It's happening!

The suckers are snapping up Bender's NFTs now!

How much did I make?

You're not gonna believe this.

- You just made 90... - Million?

- Four... - Thousand?

- Dollars! - Cents?

Wait. $94? Whoo-hoo! I'm rich!

In your face, kids who helped me!

You children really earned that ice cream.

I probably should have paid for it.

Anyway, thanks for the ice cream.

Huh. Apparently, one buyer purchased all of Bender's NFTs.

What kind of idiot would do that?

That kind.

is exceeded only by the laziness of the art itself.

- Fabulous. - Quite so.

And here's a piece we just acquired for $94.

That's me! That's my NFT!

Excuse me? No. This piece belongs to the museum.

Could you step aside, sir? You're blocking the art.

I am the art!

That NFT represents the very concept of me, Bender.

That concept now resides in our NFT. So scoot!

But... But... But...

I lost everything!

I sold off all the little pieces of me!

Can't you just hack in and get your NFT back?

Dad, that hacking stuff only happens in stupid TV shows.

Does it look like we're in a stupid TV show?

Kind of.

The blockchain is cryptographically secure.

There's no way to hack in.

Unless you can factor a million digit number,

which I very much doubt.

I can't even factor six! I've tried!

I don't know who or what I am anymore!

According to your self-published handwritten autobiography,

you're Bender Rodriguez,

the coolest Mexican bending robot in the world.

And also, my best friend.

Then, truly, I have nothing!

Good bye, jerks!

I'm off to rediscover the concept of Bender!

Perhaps in the land of my ancestors. What land was that again?

Mexxxico. With three 'X's.

Got it.

Adios, carnitas bags.

Ah, Mexxxico!

Maybe here, in the land of my robo ancestors, I can find myself.

Hola, amigo.

Close enough.

Yep, it's shiny and metal, all right.

And what of your ass?

We must have been made in the same factory!

We have so much in common!

Come, amigo.

I will take you to my village where my family has lived for centuries

without a single software update.

Mexico has been home to many great empires.

The Toltecs, the Aztecs,

and in the 2200s, the Nanotechs.

- The ancient stone robots? - Sí.

Everywhere we still find ruins of their great civilization.

Because they were bad at building stuff.

Here, our people still fire pottery, just as the ancients did.

Please, the pleasure is all mine.

Hey, what are those dorks doing?

Playing hoop. Our ancient national sport.

Whoever gets the ball through the hoop wins.

It's cute how bad they suck.

Well, it's basically impossible to score.

The ball is just a big, heavy rock.

Hey, that was the best shot I've ever seen.

It nearly went through.

I'm great, all right.

And here is where my familia has lived for generations.

Welcome to Casa Rodriguez.

That's so weird.

The house and me have the same last name.

You are Bender Rodriguez? I am Doblando Rodriguez.

We are all some kind of Rodriguezes.

Everyone say hola to Bender, my long lost cousin.

Hola, Bender.

¡Hola, tío Bender!

Aah! Parasite!

Bender, this is my Abuelatron.

And yours too, come to think of it.

You're my grandma? I can't believe I never met you before.

Nieto, you move away when you just eight seconds old.

I can tell you are muy especial.

I really am. And so is this rusty old village.

I feel so surrounded by love.

I don't like talk about feelings. Time for a drink!

You're a booze bag? Me too!

Poor Bender will never have

another moment of happiness unless we can get his NFT back.

But I know it's impossible 'cause of blockchain.

Blockchain is not the boss of me. I say we grab it off the wall and run!

I've always wanted to pull a museum heist.

Oh, you poor, ignorant dopes!

You can't just steal an NFT off the wall!

To steal an abstract mathematical construct,

you need a professor.

And we have a professor.

Now as everyone knows,

the secret to a good heist is, "the more complex, the better."

Which is why I 3D printed this exact scale model of the museum.

We know, we've been staring at it.

I even purchased tiny NFTs at tremendous expense

to simulate the museum's collection.

And there's a fully functioning tiny cafeteria.

Here behind this bulletproof glass wall, is the museum's secure computer room

...where the digital file of Bender's NFT is actually located.

Not in the TV itself,

- as certain unnamed idiots might think. - Rude.

There's one thing you didn't think of, Professor.

The museum's full of security cameras.

And there's one thing you didn't think of,

which is that I did think of that.

You see, my model also has a fully functioning security system.

I'll simply jack into the real security feed

and replace it with the feed from my model.

The guards won't see us breaking in.

They'll just see these adorable little empty galleries.

I don't care if they can't see me.

I paid for this custom one-eyed mask and I'm wearing it!

Oh, those look amazing, Abuelatron.

Living in a big city, I've only ever had the handmade kind.

The old ways are the best, Bender. Here, try one.

Oh, man, that's good! I wouldn't mind having seconds.

You know, Bendejo, I used to love cooking with your mother.

Could you tell me about her?

I barely remember anything because she was so uninteresting.

Oh, she was such a kind, thoughtful arm.

Always picking things up to give to others.

Which reminds me...

This is an ancient quipu,

passed down from our ancestors.