FUTURAMA

Episode 101

"SPACE PILOT 3000"

By

David X. Cohen & Matt Groening

Transcribed by Dave, The Neutral Planet

[Over the caption December 31st 1999 a crude spaceship flies

through space, cruising over and under planets and a man

speaks.]

MAN

(voice-over) Space. It seems to go on

and on forever. But then you get to

the end and the gorilla starts throwing

barrels at you.

[A planet opens up and a huge gorilla starts throwing barrels

at the spaceship. It dodges a few but one hits it and it

explodes.

The gorilla thumps its chest and "Game Over" flashes on the

screen.

The spaceship and gorilla isn't real and the man, called Fry,

was playing an arcade game called "Monkey Fracas Jr". He is in

his mid-20s, wears a red jacket and has orange hair with two

distinct forks at the front. There is a little kid standing

next

to him. The game is against the wall in a pizzeria called

Panucci's

Pizza.]

FRY

And that's how you play the game!

KID

You stink, loser!

[Mr Panucci, a middle-aged balding man wearing a vest, leans

over the counter with a pizza box.]

PANUCCI

Hey, Fry. Pizza goin' out! C'mon!!

[Fry sighs, takes the pizza from him and walks out.]

[New York Street. Fry cycles past people enjoying their New

Millennium

Eve. A cab pulls up and he sees his girlfriend inside.]

FRY

Michelle, baby! Where you going?

MICHELLE

It's not working out, Fry. I put your

stuff out on the sidewalk!

[Time Lapse. Fry is still on his bike getting more and more

depressed.]

FRY

I hate my life I hate my life I hate

my life.

[Cut to: Outside Applied Cryogenics. He stops outside a

building

and locks up his bike. A man sneaks up behind him, cuts the

chain

and steals his bike.]

BIKE THIEF

Happy new year!

[Applied Cryogenics. Fry steps out of the elevator on the 64th

floor. He knocks on a door marked Applied Cryogenics. A sign

underneath indicates No Power Failures Since 199[7]. No one

opens

the door so Fry goes in.]

[Cut to: Cryogenics Lab. The room is empty and there are no

lights

on. Strange pods about 6ft tall line one of the walls. There

are a few other machines around the room and a desk and a

chair

in the middle of the room. Fry wipes some condensation from a

window on one of the pods, revealing the face of an inanimate

man inside. He turns around.]

FRY

Hello? Pizza delivery for......Icy Wiener?!

Aw, crud! I always thought at this point

in my life I'd be the one making the

crank calls! Here's to another lousy

millennium.

[He unenthusiastically raises his hand and toasts.]

[Cut to: Time Square. Crowds have gathered for the countdown.

10 appears on a huge screen.]

CROWD

Ten!

[Cut to: Paris. A screen on the Eiffel Tower displays 9.]

CROWD

Neuf!

[Cut to: Vatican City. The Pope holds up a sign with "VIII" on

it.]

CROWD

Otto!

[Cut to: Egypt. Egyptians crowd around the pyramids.]

CROWD

Sabaa!

[Cut to: Athens. People are gathered around the Parthelon.]

CROWD

Eksi!

[Cut to: Great Wall Of China.]

CROWD

Wu!

[Cut to: Taj Mahal.]

CROWD

Chaar!

[Cut to: African Village.]

CROWD

Thathu!

[Cut to: Tokyo. A screen displays 2.]

CROWD

Wu!

[From space the whole planet sees in the new millennium.]

CROWD

One!

[Cut to: Cryogenics Lab. Fry unenthusiastically blows a party

blower and starts losing his balance on the chair. It tips

back.

Fry waves his arms around trying to regain his balance. As he

falls he doesn't see the shadow of a small creature under the

desk. The chair tips back and Fry falls off it and rolls

backwards

into cryogenic freezer number 40. The dial on the machine

automatically

sets itself for 1000 years.]

FRY

What the?

[He looks around and screams. In a flash he is frozen in

time.]

[Time Lapse.Days and nights and eventually years pass à la The

Time Machine as he stays locked in the freezer. Civilisation

is destroyed by aliens twice until eventually huge buildings

spring up around Applied Cryogenics. The timer stops 1000

years

later and the door opens. Fry is unfrozen. Initially

disorientated,

he stumbles around and notices something to his right. He

presses

his face against a large window and stares in awe.]

FRY

My God! It's the future. My parents,

my co-workers, my girlfriend. I'll never

see any of them again. Yahoo!

[Opening Credits. Caption: In Color.]

[Cryogenics Lab. Fry is still looking out of the window. The

door opens and two shadows walk in.]

MAN

(dramatically) Welcome to the world

of tomorrow!

[The other shadow turns on the light. They are lab technicians

both wearing white lab coats. The dramatic one is called

Terry.

He is a blonde Caucasian with large glasses. The other is

called

Lou, a black haired Asian.]

LOU

Why do you always have to say it that

way?

TERRY

Haven't you ever heard of a little thing

called showmanship? (dramatically)

Come, your destiny awaits!

[Applied Cryogenics Corridor. The technicians leave Fry

outside

the Fate Assignment Officer's office.]

LOU

Have a nice future.

[The door slides open.]

FRY

Cool! Just like in Star Trek! Ow!

[Cut to: Fate Assignment Officer's Office. A woman wearing a

black uniform stands with her back to Fry looking at a

clipboard.

She has purple hair held up in a ponytail.]

WOMAN

Good afternoon, sir. Name?

FRY

Uh, Fry.

WOMAN

I'm Leela. Now it's New Year's Eve so

I'd like to decide your fate quickly

and get out of here.

FRY

Can I ask you a question?

LEELA

As long as it's not about my eye.

FRY

Uh...

LEELA

Is it about my eye?

FRY

Sort of.

[Leela sighs.]

LEELA

Just ask the question.

FRY

What's with the eye?

LEELA

I'm an alien, alright? Now let's drop

the subject.

FRY

Cool, an alien! Has your race taken

over the Earth?

LEELA

No, I just work here.

[Fry looks out the window. A passing blimp wishes people a

Happy

New Year 3000. Leela follows his gaze.]

FRY

Wait a minute! Is that blimp accurate?

LEELA

Yep. It's December 31st 2999.

FRY

My God, a million years!

LEELA

I'm sure this must be very upsetting

for you.

FRY

Y'know, I guess it should be but actually

I'm glad. I had nothing to live for

in my old life. I was broke, I had a

humiliating job and I was beginning

to suspect my girlfriend might be cheating

on me.

LEELA

Well, at least here you'll be treated

with dignity. Now strip naked and get

on the probulator.

[Probulator Room. Fry lies on a metal table surrounded by lots

of things designed to probe him. Leela puts a single lensed

goggle

on and presses a button. Fry squeaks.]

[Time Lapse. Leela tears off a printout and reads it while Fry

starts to get dressed.]

LEELA

Interesting. Your DNA test shows one

living relative. He's your great great

great great great great great...

[Time Lapse. Fry is now fully dressed.]

LEELA

...great great great great great nephew.

FRY

That's great! What's the little guy's

name?

LEELA

Professor Hubert Farnsworth.

[She turns the page over to show Fry the photo. Farnsworth is

an old bald man who wears thick glasses.]

FRY

Eurgh!

[Fate Assignment Officer's Office. Leela types something on a

computer.]

FRY

Y'know, I'm the luckiest guy in the

whole future. I've been given a second

chance and this time I'm not going to

be a total loser. What's that?

LEELA

Your permanent career assignment.

[She turns the screen around to show him his career. "Career:

Delivery Boy" is all that is written on the screen.]

FRY

Delivery boy? No! Not again! Please!

Anything else!

[He grabs Leela's hand.]

LEELA

Take your hands off me! You've been

assigned the job you're best at just

like everyone else.

FRY

What if I refuse?

LEELA

Then you'll be fired...

FRY

Fine!

LEELA

...out of a cannon into the Sun!

FRY

But I don't like being a delivery boy.

LEELA

Well that's tough! Lots of people don't

like their jobs but we do them anyway.

You gotta do what you gotta do! Now

hold out your hand, I'm gonna implant

your career chip. It'll permanently

label you as a delivery boy.

[She picks up an implant gun. It has two huge spikes on the

end.]

FRY

Keep that thing away from me!

[He gets up and runs out of the room.]

[Cut to: Applied Cryogenics Corridor. He runs from the office

into another room.]

[Cut to: Cryogenics Lab. Leela runs in after Fry and he dodges

the implant gun.]

LEELA

Hold still, damnit. I don't have good

depth perception! You've got until

the count of five to let me out of here.

One...

[In a flash she is frozen.]

FRY

See you in a thousand years! You owe

me one.

[New New York Street. Fry runs out of the building and looks

in awe at the sights around him.]

FRY

Whoa!

[Spaceships take off, there are traffic jams in the sky and

billboards

advertising Bachelor Chow. A couple walk past him nearly naked

except for some strategically placed black bars. He looks up

and sees people flying through a green tube overhead. He walks

around a corner and finds an entrance to the tube. A

pedestrian

steps in.]

MAN #1

JFK Jr. Airport.

[The man is sucked up into the tube.]

FRY

Cool! Um. Cross Town Express?

[The tube sucks him up and he screams as he flies through it.

People look up from the street and stare at him. He is taken

across the city, past the Statue of Liberty, underwater and

finally

out the other end smack into a building. A man looks up from

his newspaper.]

MAN #2

Pft! Tourist!

[Time Lapse. A hover-car flies over a line of traffic on the

road and a police car chases it. Fry walks around a corner and

sees a line of people outside a small grey booth.]

FRY

Hey! A phone booth! I can call my nephew.

Wow, a real live robot! Or is that

some kind of cheesy New Year's costume?

ROBOT

Bite my shiny metal ass.

[Fry looks around at the robot's ass.]

FRY

It doesn't look so shiny to me.

ROBOT

Shinier than yours, meatbag!

[Fry steps into the phone booth. He overlooks the important

sign

outside that differentiates it from normal phone booths. It is

actually a suicide booth.]

[Cut to: Suicide Booth. Fry presses a button and nothing

happens.

The robot steps in behind him.]

ROBOT

Listen, buddy, I'm in a hurry here.

Let's try for a twofer!

[He puts a coin on a string in the slot then pulls it out

again

and chuckles. A pleasant woman's voice speaks.]

BOOTH VOICE

Please select mode of death: "Quick

And Painless" or "Slow And Horrible".

FRY

Yeah, I'd like to place a collect call.

BOOTH VOICE

You have selected: "Slow And Horrible".

ROBOT

Great choice! Bring it on, baby!

[Fry screams.]

[Time Lapse. The robot is getting impatient.]

ROBOT

C'mon, c'mon! Kill me already! By the

way, my name's Bender!

[He holds out his hand.]

FRY

Help! What's happening?

[The sharp things lunge at them. Fry pushes Bender to the side

of the booth. The sharp things stab and twist at the air and

finally return to behind the hatch.]

BOOTH VOICE

You are now dead. Thank you for using

Stop-N-Drop, America's favourite suicide

booth since 2008.

[Cut to: New New York Street. Fry runs out gasping.]

BENDER

Lousy stinking rip-off! Well I didn't

have anything else planned for today.

Let's go get drunk!

[Cryogenics Lab. The timer on Leela's chamber runs out. The

door

opens and she defrosts.]

LEELA

...two, three -- Hey!

TERRY

(dramatically) Welcome to the world

of tomorrow!

LEELA

Shut up, Terry.

[Ipgee's Office. Leela's boss sits behind a large desk and she

stands in front of it.]

IPGEE

This is unacceptable, Leela. You must

find this Mr. Fry and install his chip.

LEELA

Look, he's just a nobody who doesn't

want to be a delivery boy. I'd really

rather not force it on him.

IPGEE

Well that's your job, whether you like

it or not and it's my job to make you

do your job whether I like it or not

- which I do - very much! Now get to

work! Life is good!

[O'Zorgnax's Pub. Fry and Bender are sat at the bar. Bender

drinks

a bottle of Olde Fortran malt liquor.]

FRY

Why would a robot need to drink?

BENDER

I don't need to drink, I can quit anytime

I want! So they made you a delivery

boy, huh? Man, that's as bad as my job.

FRY

Really? What do you do Bender?

BENDER

I'm a bender. I bend girders, that's

all I'm programmed to do.

FRY

You any good at it?

BENDER

You kidding? I was a star! I could bend

a girder to any angle: 30 degrees, 32

degrees, you name it! (unsure) 31. (normal)

But I couldn't go on living once I found

out what the girders were for.

FRY

What?

BENDER

Suicide booths! Well, Fry, it was a

pleasure meeting you, I'm gonna go kill

myself.

[He gets up.]

FRY

Wait! You're the only friend I have!

BENDER

You really want a robot for a friend?

FRY

Yeah, ever since I was six.

BENDER

Well, OK. But I don't want people thinking

we're robo-sexuals, so if anyone asks,

you're my debugger.

[Fry looks out the window and sees Leela.]

FRY

Oh, no, it's the Cyclops! Don't look!

Don't look!

BENDER

I'm not looking!

[His eyes zoom in to Leela.]

[Cut to: New New York Street. Leela shows Fry's photo to a

man.

The man points to him inside the pub. Fry and Bender run off.

Leela talks into her wrist communicator.]

LEELA

This is officer 1B-DI requesting back-up.

[The cops, Smitty the human and URL the robot, are standing

right

behind Leela. Smitty replies in his wrist communicator.]

SMITTY

We'll be there in five minutes.

[Outside Head Museum. Bender stops Fry outside the building.]

BENDER

We can hide in here, it's free on Tuesdays.

[He runs up the steps dragging Fry behind him.]

[Cut to: Head Museum. Hundreds of heads in jars are stacked on

shelves. Leonard Nimoy's head in a jar is on a platform in the

middle of one of the rooms.]

NIMOY

Welcome to the Head Museum. I'm Leonard

Nimoy.

FRY

Spock? Hey! Do the thing!

[He does the Vulcan salute from Star Trek. Nimoy chuckles.]

NIMOY

I don't do that anymore.

FRY

This is unbelievable! What do you heads

do all day?

NIMOY

We share our wisdom with those who seek

it. It's a life of quiet dignity.

[Enter a woman.]

WOMAN

Feeding time!

[She shakes a box of what looks like fish food over the jar.

Nimoy eats what comes out.]

[The door opens and Fry turns around. Enter Leela, Smitty and

URL.]

LEELA

Hmm.

[She looks around and sees Fry and Bender hiding behind a

shelf

in amongst other assorted heads.]

LEELA

I'm sorry, Fry, but I have to install

your career chip.

FRY

Yeah, well, if you're sorry why are

you doing it?

LEELA

It's my job. You gotta do what you gotta

do!

[Fry backs away and hits a shelf with the heads of US

presidents

on it.]

LEELA

Watch it!

[Richard Nixon's head falls off. The jar smashes.]

NIXON

That's it! You just made my list!

[He jumps up and starts biting Fry's arm.]

FRY

Ow! Stoppit! Down boy! Bad president!

[Bender tries to pull Nixon's head off.]

SMITTY

Alright, buddy, step away from the head!

[Fry and Bender put their hands up.]

URL

I'm gonna get 24th century on his ass!

[They turn on their lightsabers and start to hit Fry.]

LEELA

Please, officers, there's no need to

use force.

URL

Let us handle this, weirdy.

[He hits Bender.]

LEELA

Oh, come on, he's just a poor kid from

the Stupid Ages.

SMITTY

Keep your big nose out of this, eyeball!

LEELA

No-one makes fun of my nose.

[She kicks Smitty and URL. Fry and Bender run off and hide in

a room.]

URL

Damn!

LEELA

You guys were totally out of control.

SMITTY

It's our job. We're peace officers.

URL

Yeah, you know the law: You gotta do

what you gotta do.

[Leela considers.]

[Head Museum Hall Of Criminals. Bender locks the door.]

BENDER

Oh, we're trapped!

[Fry looks to the end of the room. There is a window with bars

across it.]

FRY

Wait a second. You're a bender, right?

We can get out of here if you just bend

the bars.

BENDER

Dream on, skin tube. I'm only programmed

to bend for constructive purposes. What

do I look like, a de-bender?

FRY

Who cares what you're programmed for.

If someone programmed you to jump off

a bridge would you do it?

BENDER

I'll have to check my program...yep.

LEELA

Open up!

FRY

C'mon, Bender! It's up to you to make

your own decisions in life. That's what

separates people and robots from animals...and

animal robots.

BENDER

You're full of crap, Fry! You make

a persuasive argument, Fry.

[He starts to bend the bars.]

FRY

Come on, Bender! You can do it.

BENDER

Can't...I...can't...do...it!

[The bars bend and break off completely.]

FRY

Yes!

BENDER

You were right, Fry! From now on I'm

going to bend what I want, when I want,

who I want! I'm unstoppable!

[His arms fall off but he manages to somehow reattach them

without

any help.]

FRY

I don't know how you did that.

[Leela kicks the door open. Fry and Bender dive out through

the

window.]

[Cut to: Outside Head Museum. Fry runs off and Bender bends

the

bars back so Leela can't climb through. He runs after Fry and

Leela reaches out through the bars.]

LEELA

Wait!

BENDER

(shouting) No, thanks.

[Cut to: Alley. Fry and Bender stop at a dead end. There is a

drain below them with a grate over the top.]

BENDER

Looks like one of us will have to bend

this grate.

[He flexes his fingers but Fry just lifts it. Bender sighs and

they climb down the ladder. He reaches back up to the grate

and

bends it just for the hell of it. He chuckles and follows

Fry.]

[Ruins Of Old New York. Fry and Bender step off the ladder and

look over the vast ruins of the city that looks like the city

from Beneath The Planet Of The Apes. Collapsed buildings and

rubble litter the streets and holes in the roof let in a few

shafts of light, giving the place and eerie atmosphere.]

FRY

Good Lord! What is this?

BENDER

It's the decaying ruins of Old New York.

Welcome home, pal!

[Time Lapse. Fry and Bender walk down an old ruined street.]

FRY

Its my old neighbourhood. Man, this

brings back a lot of memories.

BENDER

Keep 'em to yourself, pops.

[Cut to: Ruins of Rockefeller Center Skating Rink. Fry leans

over a wall.]

FRY

This is where I brought my girlfriend

on our very first date.

[Flashback. Fry skates with Michelle on the crowded ice.]

[Flashback ends. The ice is gone, replaced with murky green

waters

inhabited by a green tentacled creature.]

FRY

My God! She's gone. Everyone I ever

knew or cared about is gone.

BENDER

Wait! There's someone you know!

[He points at Leela, standing with her implant gun.]

FRY

Oh, can't you leave me alone? I'm miserable

enough already.

LEELA

Look, I know it's not much consolation

but I understand how you feel.

FRY

No, you don't. I've got no home, no

family...

[Bender leans in behind him.]

BENDER

No friends.

FRY

...My whole world is gone. You can't

possibly understand what it feels like

to be so alone.

LEELA

I understand. I'm the only one-eyed

alien on this whole planet. My parents

abandoned me here as a baby and I don't

even know what galaxy they were from.

I know how it feels to be alone.

FRY

Look, Leela, I don't understand this

world but you obviously do, so I give

up. If you really think I should be

a delivery boy, I'll do it. Your chip.

What are you doing?

LEELA

Quitting.

FRY

Why?

LEELA

Because I've always wanted to. I just

never realised it before I met you.

[She puts her hand on his and smiles. Bender puts his hand on

top.]

FRY

What is the matter with you?

[Bender quickly takes his hand off.]

BENDER

I just wanted to be part of the moment.

LEELA

Hey, he stole my ring!

BENDER

Sorry. Well, that solves the mystery

of the missing ring. This calls for

a drink.

[He reaches into his chest cabinet and pulls out three bottles

of beer...and drinks them all himself.]

LEELA

I don't wanna spoil the party but we're

all job deserters now. We're unemployed

and we have nowhere to go.

FRY

Correction. We're unemployed but we

have a doddering old relative to mooch

off of.

[He holds up the picture of Farnsworth.]

[Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lounge. Professor Farnsworth is

asleep in his chair. The TV is on and Dick Clark's head

presents

and a programme.]

CLARK [ON TV]

Hello, I'm Dick Clark's head. Welcome

to a special year 3000 edition of New

Year's Rockin' Eve!

[The crowds around him cheer. The doorbell rings and

Farnsworth

wakes up.]

[Cut to: Outside Planet Express. Farnsworth opens the door to

Fry, Bender and Leela.]

FARNSWORTH

Who are you?

FRY

I'm your dear old Uncle Fry.

FARNSWORTH

I don't have an Uncle Fry.

BENDER

You do now!

[He pushes Farnsworth back inside.]

[Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lounge. Farnsworth and Fry are

hooked up to a DNA machine. It dings and a red light flashes.]

FARNSWORTH

By God, I am your nephew! This is absolutely

incredible!

BENDER

Can we have some money?

FARNSWORTH

Oh, my, no.

[Cut to: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab. The four walk in.]

FARNSWORTH

Let me show you around. That's my lab

table and this is my work-stool. And

over there is my intergalactic spaceship!

And here's where I keep assorted lengths

of wire.

[He opens a drawer but Fry is more interested in what's in the

hangar.]

FRY

Whoa! A real live spaceship!

FARNSWORTH

I designed it myself. Let me show you

some of the different lengths of wire

I used.

SMITTY

Attention, job deserters! Come out

with your hands up. We have you partially

surrounded.

[Leela gasps.]

FRY

No!

[Bender literally shits a brick.]

[Cut to: Outside Planet Express. Smitty holds Nixon's head in

a jar. The glass is cracked and taped in places.]

NIXON

Get those bums!

[Cut to: Planet Express: Farnsworth's Lab.]

BENDER

Well, we're boned!

LEELA

Can't we get away in the ship?

FARNSWORTH

I suppose it is technically possible.

Though I am already in my pyjamas.

[Fry and Leela run towards the ship and Bender carries

Farnsworth

under his arm.]

[Cut to: Ships Cockpit. Fry runs in and sit in a seat in front

of a control panel.]

FRY

I'll get us out of here.

[He presses a few buttons and pulls a lever. A little hatch

opens

in the control panel, a paper cup come down and the machine

fills

it with coffee.]

FARNSWORTH

Can anyone drive stick?

LEELA

I can. As long as I don't have to parallel

park.

[She takes off her coat, sits in the pilot's seat and pushes

down a lever.]

[Cut to: Planet Express: Hangar. Klaxons beep and a huge piece

of machinery lifts the ship to a 45-degree angle. The entire

hangar roof retracts so it is open for the ship.]

[Cut to: Outside Planet Express. There are now many peace

officers

all armed with laser rifles stationed outside. URL sees the

roof

open.]

URL

If they try to take off, give 'em an

ass-ful of laser.

[Smitty nods.]

[Cut to: Ships Cockpit.]

LEELA

Prepare for lift-off. Ten.

[Cut to: Time Square.]

CROWD

Nine!

[Cut to: Egypt. The future pyramids now rotate in mid air.]

CROWD

Amania!

[Cut to: Paris.]

CROWD

Seven!

[Cut to: Alien Ship.]

ALIENS

(in alien) Six.

[Cut to: Cryogenics Lab. Lou sits in an open pod and Terry

raises

a glass.]

TERRY

(dramatically) Five!

[Cut to: Head Museum. Leonard Nimoy is wearing a party hat.]

NIMOY

Four.

[Cut to: Ships Cockpit. Fry, Bender and Farnsworth are sat on

a couch at the front of the cockpit.]

FARNSWORTH

Three.

BENDER

Two.

[He is so tense that he rips the arms off the couch.]

LEELA

One!

FRY

Blast-off!

[Cut to: Outside Planet Express. The ship takes off.]

[Cut to: Times Square. People cheer in the new millennium and

fireworks explode all over the city. "3000" is projected onto

the moon and the ship flies between the fireworks.]

[Cut to: Outside Planet Express.]

NIXON

Fire! Fire!

[The peace officers fire their laser gun randomly into the

air.]

SMITTY

I can't see nothing. Pretty though!

[The altitude of the ship increases and laser bolts narrowly

miss it.]

[Cut to: Ships Cockpit. The ship clears New New York airspace,

flies through the atmosphere and heads through the solar

system.

Everyone cheers.]

FRY

So I guess without jobs, we'll be fugitives

forever.

FARNSWORTH

Not necessarily. Are you three, by any

chance, interested in becoming my new

spaceship crew?

BENDER

New crew? W-What happened to the old

crew?

FARNSWORTH

Of those poor sons of -- but that's

not important. The important thing is

I need a new crew. Anyone interested?

FRY

Yes! Yes! That's exactly the job I've

always wanted!

LEELA

Thanks for the offer, Professor, but

we don't have the proper career chips.

FARNSWORTH

Oh, that won't be a problem. As luck

would have it I saved the chips from

my previous crew.

[He empties the career chips out of an envelope marked

"Contents

Of Space Wasps Stomach".]

FRY

This is awesome! Are we gonna fly through

space fighting monsters and teaching

alien women to lurve?

FARNSWORTH

If by that you mean "transporting cargo"

then yes. It's a little home business

I started to fund my research.

FRY

Cool! What's my job gonna be?

FARNSWORTH

You will be responsible for ensuring

that the cargo reaches its destination.

[The smile fades from Fry's face.]

FRY

So, I'm gonna be a delivery boy?

FARNSWORTH

Exactly!

[Fry thinks for a moment but doesn't seem to mind.]

FRY

Alright! I'm a delivery boy!

[He waves his hands in the air and the ship flies on.]

THE END