Godfellas - Space pirates!|- Space pirates? You know, pirates, but in space.
Avast, mateys.
Electronically transfer|your space doubloons afore I send thee|to Davey Jarg's locker! Hey! Keep it down, you kids!|I'm trying to take a nap! Come on.
Come on.
Make Bender take a nap in a tube.
Come back when I've had|some sleep, baby.
Fry to battle stations.
|Fire torpedo three.
Firing torpedo number three.
What? That's not torpedo three!|Not at all! Damn you, Fry and Lee la! Too late I realize that me children|are me only real treasures.
Help! Mechanical man overboard! Go after him, Leela.
We were going full speed|when we fired him so he's going faster than that.
We can't catch him even if we|rub the engine with cheetah blood? I don't know how to say this but Bender is doomed to drift|through space.
Forever.
He always wanted to drift forever but through the American Southwest.
I'm going too fast.
|I've gotta lose momentum.
I'm gonna spend eternity alone|with barely any swag.
Ooh! Hey universe, check out the dude|with the Rolex.
Wow, ostentatious.
Except what good|is a candelabra without-? Wait, I know.
Ah, the pity.
Fated to drift forever through|the void as gravity's plaything.
Oh, cruel fate, to be thusly boned.
Ask not for whom the bone bones.
|It bones for thee.
The only thing that keeps me sane is the thought that I have all|eternity in which to perfect my art.
Ah! Damn you! Now, when I'm found in a million years,|people will know what the score was.
Hey, what's bombarding me? Oh, no, an asteroid field.
If even a pea-sized asteroid goes|through my skull it could hurt slightly.
Well, that was fun.
|Now for eons of loneliness.
Eh? Fellow Shrimpkins, behold him|that hath taken us onto his breast.
Holy frijoles.
All bow before the great Metal Lord.
Worshipers? This ought to liven up|my endless tragic voyage.
- All hail the Metal Lord.
|- So hailed.
Those peewees think I'm God, huh?|Hard to blame them.
- I am the Metal Lord.
Who are you?|- I am called Malachi.
It means|"He who really loves the Metal Lord.
" Listen here, time for a religious|donation.
Hand over your wallet! But we are a poor and simple folk.
Poor? Oh, crap! MALACHl: Pity me not, for I am richened|by the love of my family.
- What art thou doing, Malachi Jr.
?|- I'm practicing to hug Daddy.
Gag unto me with a spoon.
It's time I laid down|a few commandments.
You got a chisel?|Take this down.
Number one Behold, the one commandment: Make it a double! - Can you find him, professor?|- The Smell-a-Scope isn't strong enough.
Bender's odor is so mild, it's|being overpowered by local sources.
Hooray!|People are paying attention to me.
Fry, we brought someone to|cheer you up.
His name is Helper.
He is eager|to be your new best friend.
Hello, chum.
Miss your buddy? - Have a pudding pop.
|- No, I- - Want to go to an amusement park?|- Well, okay.
- Have fun.
Hey, I heard Bender's back.
|- What? Really? No.
I just thought you would|enjoy that for a moment.
Microbrewed.
My guys did all right.
I think I'll make my countenance|to shine down upon them.
Good work.
There's no slowing down|with the Metal Lord tonight.
- Yes, tonight is kind of special.
|- Did you rip off your arm as a joke? Nay.
Like most of your followers, I|was maimed building the great brewery.
Others died from the fumes|it spewed forth.
And, of course, the liquor industry|attracted organized crime.
It's all my fault.
Malachi, tell thy people that|the Lord is moved by their plight.
- Malachi Jr.
! No!|- Daddy, I can't hold much longer.
- My arms are tired from hugging.
|- Save him.
Save my son, Metal Lord.
This looks like a job for God.
What the-? Malachi, what manner|of deal is this with the chanting? They saw you save my son.
Now|everyone prays for their own miracles.
Very well.
What do they want? The people of that village|pray for wealth.
That was a practice miracle.
|Who's next? MALACHl:|They pray for sunlight so their barley might make|a more refreshing beer.
Very well.
Let there be light.
- Yippee!|- Hooray! I got it.
I got it.
When you're writing the Bible, you|might want to omit that last miracle.
He decided not to let go.
I can't believe you're gone.
|I won't! If I can't reach you physically,|I'll try something crazy.
That's my story,|Father Changstein el Gamahl.
- Can religion help me find my friend?|- We could join together in prayer.
- But is there anything useful we can do?|- No.
Sure, I hold sìance, channel|your friend.
No problem.
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