Wise Bots is one of the goals in Futurama: Worlds of Tomorrow. It is the first main goal of the Wise Bots event.
- The Robot Mafia steals from the crew.
- Have Fry Drink His Paycheck (2h 0m 0s)
- Have Bender Plot a Heist (4h 0m 0s)
- Learn About the Mafia Event
- 240 150
Bad news, Professor. That shipment of artisanal robot oil we were delivering to the People-Who-Pay-Too-Much-For-Everything Homeworld was hijacked by the Robot Mafia!
How could you let that happen, you imbecile? That oil was distilled from the finest truffles in Tuscany!
I didn't expect you to be worried about the crew, but I'm a little surprised you're not worried about the ship.
Ships and crews can be replaced! Customers you can overcharge can't!
Give back our high grade robot oil, dammit!
Instead of you, an old man, threatening me, a prominent organized crime robot, I suggest a different approach.
The way I see it, you should go away if you know what's good for you.
I'm an old man who has to eat mashed carrots and drink prune juice all day, you imbecile! I don't know anything that's good for me anymore!
- The crew tries to get their oil back.
- 480 300
If we don't deliver that shipment of robot oil as contracted, Planet Express will go bankrupt! We have to go to Corleone 5 and steal it back from the Robot Mafia.
Wait a moment, you imbecile. I thought Planet Express was already bankrupt.
No, we're just insolvent. So this'll have to be a low-budget heist.
I'll start knitting some black turtlenecks.
That's it. I'm never going back to Corleone 5.
But we only got a tenth of the stolen robot oil back, you imbecile!
I don't care! The Donbot almost recognized me, and he's probably still upset about me seducing his wife and daughter and also squealing on him.
Wow, I do manager to get around, don't I?
- Donbot recruits Bender.
- 480 300
You, bending unit. You look a lot like a robot I offed for sleeping with my wife and daughter and squealing on me and probably some other stuff.
No, you're thinking of Bender Bending Rodriguez, the fabulious robot that everybody loves and you definitely killed.
I'm Billy West, a country-boy robot you definitely didn't mistake for Bender and kill without ever realizing the mix-up.
The resemblance is uncanny.
Yeah, we're both extremely handsome. The difference is, I'd only sleep with your wife and daughter and squeal on you with your blessing.
Yo Billy. You seem like a stand-up robot, and I am in the market for a new mob lieutenant. Are you interested and of course you are.
As someone who has never done mob stuff before, it would be an honor. Will I get to beat people up for money?
Yes. That is the basic business model that we of the Robot Mafia utilize in our work.
Sometimes we also find money on the ground, but that is a significantly less lucrative part of our business.
- Joey Mousepad intimidates the crew.
- 240 150
Yo! I got a warning for you from Donbot, or else.
Or else what?
Oh, right, I forgot to warn you what not to do. Don't go stealin' Donbot's stolen robot oil, or else.
Or else what?
The piece of paper the Donbot gave me to help me memorize my line don't say.
Donbot told me the "or else" portion from our previous encounter from before. "Or else we will shoot you with our loaded guns."
He really said that?
Donbot said it in an organized crime mobster way. I simplified it so it makes more sense.
- DonBot expands his operations.
- Have Joey Mousepad Use the Reading Room (10h 0m 0s)
- Have Scruffy Clean the Sticky Floors (4h 0m 0s)
- Place Any Mafia Shop Item
- 720 450
We've got more stolen robot oil than we can unload on this planet. I propose we expand our criminal oil sales to the New New York territory.
That's a great idea, Boss! We already spend a lot of time in New New York doing illegal stuff.
So people won't be surprised or confused by our crime behavior!
[SIGH] It now seems clear that you were not the ideal choice to be mo consigliere, Joey.
I'm sorry to tell you this, Joey, but you're out as consigliere. I'm replacing you with that new guy, Billy West.
What?! Sure, he's smarter than me in the area of intelligence, but he can't look menacing while standing still for beans!
Which is why I'm keeping you on as my chief enforcer.
Nobody's a more frightening inanimate object than you, Joey.
- The crew goes to the police.
- 480 300
Shouldn't we be worried about stealing from the Robot Mafia?
Sure, but if we don't, we'll be out of a job.
I don't really need a job, and I'm sure you can find another one.
Not in today's competitive labor market! You have to be able to work hard AND play hard!
I've been robbed, and I want to file a police report.
Slow down, sir. Who did this so-called robbin'?
The Robot Mafia.
Okay, I'll relay the information. The Robot Mafia always likes feedback from their victims.
- Clamps shows some restraint.
- 240 150
I hear you been sneakin' onto our planet and stealin' our stolen robot oil. Sounds like a good way to get clamped!
Please, Mr. Clamps, you got the wrong guy!
Wrong guy? WRONG GUY?!?! You think I care about clampin' the wrong guy? I LOVE clampin' the wrong guy!
Really? 'Cause I just saw the wrong guy around the corner. He said he didn't think very highly of your clamps.
Stay here and put on some comfortable clampin' clothes. I'll be right back.
You were correct, Billy. The Planet Express crew were the ones stealing our robot oil.
You should send Clamps to wreak your vengeance. By hurting them until they give a huge pay raise to all their robot employees.
You propose an interesting form of revenge. I like the way you think.
It doesn't make any sense, but it has a certain appealing randomness that tickels my mob sensibilities.
- DonBot is satisfied with his enterprise.
- Have Fry Get Wired on Free Coffee (1h 0m 0s)
- Have Joey Mousepad Intimidate a Guest (12h 0m 0s)
- Have Clamps Clamp the Bartender (6h 0m 0s)
- 960 600
I warned you, Professor! The company is now deep in debt!
Impossible! I told you to freeze all spending, except for the bare necessities!
Yes, but you claim coffee for the staff is a bare necessity, and historically it's our single biggest expense!
Look, if we fire the private barista, we might as well just close up shop entirely.
That hijacked robot oil is a goldmine. Our criminal enterprise is so rich and powerful, no one has the nerve to oppose us.
But that means there won't be no one to clamp! And I'm gettin' clampsy!
Tell me, Clamps, have you ever thought about a career change? Maybe some sort of office work?
With these clamps? Boss, I can barely type ten words a minute.