Take Back the Night

Part 1

Bender taunts Lrrr.

Hey, Lrrr, your curfew called. I told it to bite my shiny metal ass!

Curfews cannot bite, nor can they place telephone calls. But they CAN be tightened!

Effective immediately, between dusk and dawn, both you AND youre cars must be off the streets!

But-- but New New Yorkers can't survive without overnight on-street parking! It's a virtual death sentence!

You can rent space in hideously expensive private garages! Of which, as it happens, I have recently purchased several.

Henceforth the Police Force will be responsible for enforcing the more rigorous curfew!

I order all officers to crack down on after-hours donut sales, and to immediately arrest anyone uttering the words "Aw yeah"!

However, I expect you to do this without using excessive and unnecessary violence. Understood?

What? Sorry, man, I wasn't listening. I was just noticing how your name is my name pronounced backwards.

The robots fight together.

This is great! All I have to do is point you at an Omicronian ship, surprise you, and your head blows right through it!

Yeah, before they repurposed me as an insane car salesman, I was known as Howitzer Eddie.

I was in the same robot artillery unit as Bazooka Joe.

We're a great team, Malfunctioning Eddie. Together I think we can take down the Omicronian fleet!

That's too much stress for me, Bender. My head can't handle it.

Yeah, how does that work exactly? Do you get your head repaired every time it explodes, or do you keep replacing it with cheap aftermarket heads?

I dunno. You'd have to ask my German mechanic, Perfectly Functioning Hans.