1. It's The Futurama
Holiday Spectacular
brought to you by...
Copy !req
2. Ah, the Xmas season.
Copy !req
3. Who wants a delicious
unshelled nut?
Copy !req
4. Ooh, I'll have one.
Copy !req
5. It's "nut" so good.
Copy !req
6. What's wrong, Fry?
Are you regretting
another wasted year?
Copy !req
7. I don't know.
Something about Xmas
Copy !req
8. just doesn't feel
like Christmas.
Copy !req
9. Santa's coming!
Initiate defenses!
Copy !req
10. God rest
ye merry gentlemen
Copy !req
11. in peace.
Copy !req
12. Can someone please explain
how you celebrate
this crazy holiday?
Copy !req
13. Preferably in song.
Copy !req
14. It's the violentest
season of the year
Copy !req
15. When Kringle-bot
come dispensing
mugs of Xmas fear
Copy !req
16. Sugar plummy
visions will be dancing
in your head
Copy !req
17. When I cane you
from the comfort of my sled
Copy !req
18. On Xmas Eve,
we don our gay apparel
Copy !req
19. Kevlar vests,
asbestos stockings
and a barrel
Copy !req
20. And if
Grandma's Xmas fruitcake
finally reaches critical mass
Copy !req
21. It can be re-gifted
straight to Santa's ass
Copy !req
22. But the ornamental armaments
are merely superficial
Copy !req
23. The tinsel and the trappings
are just icing on the missile
Copy !req
24. The one thing that you need
to make your Xmas
Day splendiferous
Copy !req
25. Is a pine tree
A pine tree that's coniferous
Copy !req
26. We have to have a pine tree
that's coniferous
Copy !req
27. You're welcome.
Copy !req
28. You know, Santa may
have killed Scruffy,
but he makes a good point.
Copy !req
29. What we need is an
old-fashioned pine tree.
Copy !req
30. Cram it, Virginia.
Copy !req
31. Pine trees have been
extinct for over 800 years.
Copy !req
32. Professor,
maybe there's some way
Copy !req
33. to bring the pine
trees back to life.
Copy !req
34. Like we did with
the barking snakes.
Copy !req
35. Pine trees aren't
barking snakes.
Copy !req
36. They won't just
turn up in a salad
at Olive Garden.
Copy !req
37. But there is one
hope and, as usual,
it's Norwegian.
Copy !req
38. Behold!
Copy !req
39. The Svalbard
Global Seed Vault.
Copy !req
40. Since 2008,
the vault has preserved seeds
of every known plant species,
Copy !req
41. in case of extinction.
Copy !req
42. And I brought
a few seeds of my own.
Copy !req
43. Halt! What's your
business pokey-poking
about the seed vault?
Copy !req
44. Guardian of mankind's
precious botanical
heritage there?
Copy !req
45. We just want to come in
and rummage about a bit.
Copy !req
46. Oh, so... Okay.
Copy !req
47. Yo, ABBA,
what's that next door?
Copy !req
48. That's the Germ
Warfare Repository.
Copy !req
49. It's so close.
Copy !req
50. Is there any chance
of cross-contamination?
Copy !req
51. No.
Copy !req
52. Now, your pine trees
were all chopped down
Copy !req
53. to make emergency toilet paper
during the Fifty-Year Squirts.
Copy !req
54. Lucky the seeds have
been preserved here
in the vault there.
Copy !req
55. What's that splork on them?
Copy !req
56. It's not germs, is it?
Copy !req
57. No.
Copy !req
58. Now that's a tree
worth chopping down.
Copy !req
59. Indeed,
'tis a lovely tree.
Copy !req
60. 'Twill truly be my
finest Xmas ever.
Copy !req
61. That's what my
poll numbers need.
Copy !req
62. Happy voters enjoying
some holiday cheer.
Copy !req
63. As your vice-president,
I order you to
steal that tree.
Copy !req
64. My fellow Earthicans,
Copy !req
65. welcome to
the annual White House
Xmas-tree lighting,
Copy !req
66. brought to you by
Gunderson's Nuts.
Copy !req
67. Gunderson!
Copy !req
68. Oh, no!
Could the seed
have been contaminated
Copy !req
69. by a virus from
the germ vault?
Copy !req
70. Yeah, I suppose.
Copy !req
71. Wait.
This could be a good thing.
That weaponized virus
Copy !req
72. made the sickly, little tree
grow big and strong.
Copy !req
73. Wait. This could be
a good thing.
Copy !req
74. Reforestation has begun.
Copy !req
75. Geez, with these...
Copy !req
76. Arguably, this could
be a good thing.
Copy !req
77. The planet has returned
to its primeval state.
Copy !req
78. Earth is just the way it was
before the white man came.
Copy !req
79. Good news.
Copy !req
80. All these pine trees are
fighting global warming
Copy !req
81. by producing oxygen.
Copy !req
82. Happy now, Gore?
Copy !req
83. Yeah.
Copy !req
84. But I'd be happier if
I had a set of lungs.
Copy !req
85. Wait a second.
Oxygen levels are
rising too rapidly.
Copy !req
86. 10%, 20%, 60%.
Copy !req
87. As long as it
doesn't hit 70.
Copy !req
88. 80%.
Copy !req
89. You know, I don't
recall having done
anything for a while,
Copy !req
90. but I still feel
I deserve a smoke.
Copy !req
91. Hey, cool.
The air is on fire.
Copy !req
92. Ho, ho, ho.
Copy !req
93. Everyone's dead.
Copy !req
94. Stay tuned for another tale
of holiday hilarity.
Copy !req
95. Now back to
the Gunderson's Nuts
Copy !req
96. Holiday Spectacular
featuring Futurama.
Copy !req
97. Okay, crew.
Xmas break is over.
Copy !req
98. It's time to
destroy these gifts
we forgot to deliver.
Copy !req
99. Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Copy !req
100. How come we get
off for every dumb
human holiday,
Copy !req
101. but not for
robot holidays?
Copy !req
102. Oh, Lord.
Not Robanukah.
Copy !req
103. I'm talking about Robanukah,
Copy !req
104. the holiest six
and a half weeks
in the robot calendar.
Copy !req
105. That's just a fake holiday
you make up every year
to get out of work.
Copy !req
106. Yeah. If it's real,
Copy !req
107. how come there's no song
that explains how
to celebrate it?
Copy !req
108. Because there is.
Copy !req
109. Hit it.
Hit what?
Copy !req
110. I placed instruments
under your seats.
Copy !req
111. Play them
or I'll break them
over your heads.
Copy !req
112. Robanukah may sound
as if it's Jewish
Copy !req
113. But its
ancient-sounding customs
are exceptionally newish
Copy !req
114. So take a hearty swallow
from your robo-Kiddush cup
Copy !req
115. Which will give me time
to quickly make them up
Copy !req
116. Do you spin
a dreidel made from clay?
Copy !req
117. Mine is called a droid-el
and it's rigged
to make you pay
Copy !req
118. Do you eat these yummy,
tin-wrapped
chocolate coins?
Copy !req
119. Better. We got fem-bots
with illegal five-speed groins
Copy !req
120. Shalom, Ruth and Esther.
Copy !req
121. Why with the music
so loud?
Copy !req
122. Would it kill him
to turn up the heat
a little in here?
Copy !req
123. By far, the most
important thing is oil
Copy !req
124. To keep the lamp light burning
or to help the latkes broil
Copy !req
125. No, we pour the holy lubricant
out from this sacred vessel
Copy !req
126. into this blessed
pit so they can wrestle
Copy !req
127. The extra made-up touch
that makes Robanukah so special
Copy !req
128. is the oil in which the
nasty fem-bots wrestle
Copy !req
129. We shall now begin the
traditional oil wrestling.
Copy !req
130. Will the referee bring out
the ceremonial cruse
of petroleum oil?
Copy !req
131. Thank you, Abraham.
Copy !req
132. Not in the hair, please.
I just had it did.
Copy !req
133. Oh, no.
Copy !req
134. These broads are
supposed to wrestle for
six and a half weeks,
Copy !req
135. but there's only
enough petroleum oil
for four and a half weeks.
Copy !req
136. We're still
getting paid, right?
Copy !req
137. I told you it's an audition!
Copy !req
138. Bender, four and a half weeks
of oil wrestling
sounds like plenty.
Copy !req
139. This isn't
a lousy reform Robanukah.
Copy !req
140. We need more petroleum oil!
Copy !req
141. I got me some whale oil,
some squirrel oil.
Copy !req
142. Not kosher!
It has to be petroleum oil!
Copy !req
143. Do you not give a damn
about the hallowed
traditions of Robanukah?
Copy !req
144. I reckon I do not.
Copy !req
145. Anyways, Earth done run out
of petroleum oil.
Copy !req
146. I tried to warn you.
Copy !req
147. One unit of free,
limitless solar power, please.
Copy !req
148. That'll be,
I don't know, 10 bucks.
Copy !req
149. Can you make change
for a Nobel Prize?
Copy !req
150. Man, can't we just make
more petroleum oil?
Copy !req
151. I'm afraid not, son.
Copy !req
152. Petroleum only forms
when organic matter
Copy !req
153. is subjected to intense
pressure for hundreds
of millions of years.
Copy !req
154. I can't wait that long.
I've got ADD.
Copy !req
155. This is so unfair.
Copy !req
156. I don't wrestle dry, Bender.
I went to Vassar.
Copy !req
157. Professor, I want you
to look these poor
floozies in the eye
Copy !req
158. and tell them their
oil-wrestling days are over.
Copy !req
159. I suppose there could
be a minute quantity
of petroleum left,
Copy !req
160. but it would be insanely
deep within the Earth
Copy !req
161. at pressures so
dangerously high...
Copy !req
162. Let's go, already!
Copy !req
163. Setting Bachman Turners
to Overdrive.
Copy !req
164. We're getting pretty deep.
Look! Mole coffins.
Copy !req
165. Oh, no.
We tunneled into a tunnel.
Copy !req
166. What's that loud,
boring sound you'll hear
when I stop talking?
Copy !req
167. It's an albino humping worm.
Copy !req
168. Why do they call it that?
Copy !req
169. Because it doesn't
have any pigment.
Copy !req
170. What's our depth, Captain?
Copy !req
171. Forty kilometers, 50.
Copy !req
172. There must be petroleum oil
down here somewhere.
Copy !req
173. Go deeper. Deeper!
Copy !req
174. No, Bender.
The ship can't withstand
this much pressure.
Copy !req
175. Sometimes it falls
apart just sitting
in the hangar.
Copy !req
176. Professor,
I've never asked for
anything before,
Copy !req
177. but seeing those
fem-bots glistening
Copy !req
178. with oil means more
to me than life itself.
Copy !req
179. Call me an old fool,
but I believe the Lord is
speaking through you.
Copy !req
180. Brace yourselves, everyone.
Copy !req
181. One hundred kilometers.
Copy !req
182. Two hundred.
Copy !req
183. I hate to complain
about the heat,
Copy !req
184. but the air conditioner's
on fire.
Copy !req
185. My ice cream Manwich!
Copy !req
186. What the hell
are we doing?
Copy !req
187. We're all gonna die
so this junkyard golem
can celebrate Robanukah.
Copy !req
188. You vile racist.
Copy !req
189. Haven't my people
suffered enough?
Copy !req
190. Now keep drilling
for that petroleum oil,
you selfish cowards.
Copy !req
191. Although, then again,
I guess any kind of oil
would be just as...
Copy !req
192. Not my fault.
Copy !req
193. I am so great. Bender is great
Copy !req
194. Bender, Bender, Bender
Copy !req
195. Man, where'd the time go?
Copy !req
196. Hey, you guys wanna...
Oh. Right.
Copy !req
197. They turned
into petroleum oil.
Copy !req
198. I thought they were selfish,
yet in the end,
Copy !req
199. it turns out it was I
who thought they were selfish.
Copy !req
200. Hey, ladies, I found some.
What the...
Copy !req
201. There was only
enough petroleum oil
Copy !req
202. for four and a half
weeks of oil wrestling,
Copy !req
203. but it lasted
500 million years.
Copy !req
204. It's a miracle.
Copy !req
205. Happy Robanukah, everyone.
Copy !req
206. Coming up next,
more thoughtful,
interfaith hijinks.
Copy !req
207. And now,
the unrelated conclusion.
Copy !req
208. Hello, Fry.
Hey, Fry!
Copy !req
209. How you doing?
What's up?
Copy !req
210. LaBarbara, Hermes,
happy Kwanzaa.
Copy !req
211. We brought a chocolate cake,
Copy !req
212. but now I'm worried that
might be offensive
in some way.
Copy !req
213. Just sit down.
Copy !req
214. Happy Kwanzaa,
brother men and sister men.
Copy !req
215. Well, look at the cat
the cat dragged in.
Copy !req
216. Kwanzaa tradition
encourages educational gifts.
Copy !req
217. So I brought Dwight
my book on mathketball.
Copy !req
218. Whoa!
Let me see that.
Copy !req
219. I'll sign it for you later.
Copy !req
220. Man,
it's a cold one out there.
Copy !req
221. Barbados Slim?
Copy !req
222. Come in, Barbados.
Copy !req
223. Look at yourself,
all throbbing and shirtless
for the holiday.
Copy !req
224. I hope you're
ready to celebrate.
Copy !req
225. All night long, woman.
Copy !req
226. I'm glad you all could be
here with my family.
Copy !req
227. Kwanzaa traditions
are quite ancient,
dating back over 1,000 years.
Copy !req
228. Whoa!
Copy !req
229. If only someone
could tell us more
about these traditions.
Copy !req
230. Oh, yeah.
Copy !req
231. Hey, Kool-Aid's here.
Copy !req
232. No, child. That's not
a made-up character.
Copy !req
233. It's Kwanzaa-bot.
Copy !req
234. And I'm gonna tell you all
how we celebrate Kwanzaa.
Copy !req
235. Zoidberg, lay down a beat.
Copy !req
236. How about I just lay down?
Copy !req
237. There's seven basic principles
that go to make up Kwanzaa
Copy !req
238. So sit your
asses down and have
some knowledge dropped upon ya
Copy !req
239. Kujichagulia
Copy !req
240. And Umoja.
And the rest!
Copy !req
241. Now we get it
Copy !req
242. Sit back down
There's gonna be a test
Copy !req
243. My favorite's Ujamaa
Copy !req
244. Cooperative economics
Copy !req
245. Yo, bulldog, I'm talking here
Put away the comics
Copy !req
246. Ku'umba is another one
It stands for creativity
Copy !req
247. Like the ever-changing nature
of my sexual proclivities
Copy !req
248. I think there's one called Nia
but I don't speak Swahili
Copy !req
249. Something about a pine tree
and an oil-wrestling deal-y?
Copy !req
250. That's from Xmas and Robanukah
you plagiarizing lout
Copy !req
251. Yeah, I'm kind of
losing interest here
I best be rolling out
Copy !req
252. But before I go,
the most important thing
Copy !req
253. What's that, black Santa?
Copy !req
254. You need seven Kwanzaa candles
that you light up every night
Copy !req
255. But they best be
made of beeswax
Copy !req
256. or you all might
as well be white
Copy !req
257. They must be made of beeswax
or we might as well be white
Copy !req
258. Well, we got
no beeswax candles,
Copy !req
259. but these scented
regular wax candles
will do just fine.
Copy !req
260. Girl, those stink sticks
are for single women
who take baths.
Copy !req
261. If your Kwanzaa candles
ain't 100% beeswax,
Copy !req
262. you bring shame
on your people.
Copy !req
263. Well, now that won't do.
Copy !req
264. Husband,
show a little Ku'umba
Copy !req
265. and fetch some beeswax
before Kwanzaa ends.
Copy !req
266. Sweet candelabra of
La Habra, LaBarbara.
Copy !req
267. Isn't this the last night
of Kwanzaa?
Copy !req
268. Who the hell knows?
Copy !req
269. Finally, a bee farm that's
open late on Kwanzaa.
Copy !req
270. Madam, I need beeswax.
Copy !req
271. You sure you don't need
a little honey, handsome?
Copy !req
272. Maybe a taste of sweet nectar
straight from the hive?
Copy !req
273. I just need some beeswax
to make Kwanzaa candles.
Copy !req
274. Well, that's too darn bad.
Copy !req
275. There ain't no beeswax
in the whole world.
Copy !req
276. Oh, no. This could be
the year without a Kwanzaa,
Copy !req
277. like every year before 1966.
Copy !req
278. The bees are
acting all crazy
Copy !req
279. like they been drinking
Tang and cough syrup,
Copy !req
280. or as I call it,
my Friday night.
Copy !req
281. My God.
Copy !req
282. It's Colony Collapse Syndrome.
The bees are swarming
with parasites.
Copy !req
283. They're all dying.
Copy !req
284. Yeah,
but what a way to go.
Copy !req
285. "Die young,
leave a pretty corpse,"
that's what I say.
Copy !req
286. You should say
something else.
Copy !req
287. Wait. I know where
we can get beeswax.
Copy !req
288. From those giant space bees
who nearly killed us,
Copy !req
289. and we swore we'd
never go back there.
Copy !req
290. Let's go back there.
Copy !req
291. To communicate
with the bees,
Copy !req
292. we'll need to use
these trans-bumbleators.
Copy !req
293. Bender,
say something in bee talk.
Copy !req
294. I'm sorry, Bender.
What do you want me
to put on the glass?
Copy !req
295. Okay, if we survive.
Copy !req
296. Something's wrong.
It's way too quiet.
Copy !req
297. Like the deadly Prius.
Copy !req
298. Ah,
here they come.
Copy !req
299. They're in attack formation.
They're gonna kill us.
Copy !req
300. That was weird.
Copy !req
301. It's like the
Jägermeister air show
all over again.
Copy !req
302. According to Google Hive,
Copy !req
303. we are at the exact center
of the honeycomb.
Copy !req
304. And there's a Jamba
Juice 0.2 miles
that way.
Copy !req
305. Does that thing tell you
where the queen bee is?
Copy !req
306. The big, fat, ugly,
compound-eyed,
hairy-thoraxed...
Copy !req
307. Don't be applying
your Eurocentric
Copy !req
308. standards of
beauty to me, fool.
Copy !req
309. What's with the
kamikaz-bees?
Copy !req
310. Man, my hive's
been going buck-wild
Copy !req
311. since these blood-ganking
butt crabs moved in.
Copy !req
312. Been there, done that.
Copy !req
313. They're all infected,
just like the bees on Earth.
Copy !req
314. Brother-sucking parasites gone
and disrupted our hive mind.
Copy !req
315. Now, instead of
working in harmony,
Copy !req
316. my bees just talk
smack to each other.
Copy !req
317. Are you all black
with yellow stripes
Copy !req
318. or are you yellow
with black stripes?
Copy !req
319. Yellow with
black stripes, man.
Copy !req
320. Why don't you just move along?
Copy !req
321. Let me ask you something,
you sting my wife?
Copy !req
322. What kind of
buzzing question is that?
Copy !req
323. Where do you get
the wings big enough
to ask me that?
Copy !req
324. Okay, gang.
We have plenty of beeswax.
Let's get back to the ship.
Copy !req
325. No, we are not
going anywhere.
Copy !req
326. I can't abide all
this bee-on-bee conflict.
Copy !req
327. It's time to
African-Americanize
these honeybees.
Copy !req
328. Listen up, bees.
It's Kwanzaa, a time of Umoja.
Copy !req
329. It means "unity".
Copy !req
330. You have to learn to
work together again.
Copy !req
331. The crazy
tablecloth man is right.
Copy !req
332. It's time to set
aside our differences.
Copy !req
333. Black stripe, yellow stripe.
Copy !req
334. At the end of the day,
we're just a couple
of darn talking space bees.
Copy !req
335. Hey, forget about it.
Copy !req
336. Come here
and give me a sting.
Copy !req
337. Look. The spirit of Kwanzaa
is killing the parasites.
Copy !req
338. Yuck!
Copy !req
339. But, yay!
Copy !req
340. Thank you, my human brother.
Copy !req
341. Your message of unity
has touched our souls.
Copy !req
342. We are once again of
a single hive mind.
Copy !req
343. Oh, yeah.
Copy !req
344. Hurray! Kwanzaa-bot's
here to save...
Copy !req
345. They killed him.
Copy !req
346. Joyous Kwanzaa, everybody.
Copy !req
347. Don't worry.
The Futurama crew
will be back next year
Copy !req
348. with all new
episodes featuring Bender,
Leela and me, Al Gore,
Copy !req
349. as Captain Lance Starman.
Copy !req
350. And from all of us here
at Gunderson's Nuts,
happy holidays.
Copy !req