3ACV17: A Pharaoh to Remember
Linda [TV news reader]: Earlier today, a foul-mouthed bandit robbed the municipal pool, making off with the contents of over three lockers.
Bender: More like three lockers and a sink.
Leela: Bender, did you have something to do with this?
Bender: Of course not!
Leela: Bender, shush, you're supposed to be dead.
Leela: Impressive! Who's building it?
Master Slave Driver: You.
Leela: Say again?
Master Slave Driver: You are now slaves of the great Pharaoh Hermenphatip.
Fry: You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don't pay you or let you go.
Leela: That's the only thing about being a slave.
Bender: These people really know how to die.
Leela: Are you crazy! They worked thousands of people to death to make these stupid monuments.
Bender: Hey, you spend your whole life building a guy's toe, you're gonna remember him.
[Slave building "a guy's toe" is whipped and cries out]
Bender: I think I'm gonna like it here.
Leela: Bender, quit giving the slave drivers pointers.
Fry: Yeah, remember who your real friends are.
Bender: I'll tell you who I remember: Anopsis; Pleotut; what's his name, he was the greatest of all.
Leela: You jerk! Why do you have to drag us along?
Bender: I wanted to watch you remember me.
Leela: Did you really think you'd need all this junk in the afterlife?
Bender: Afterlife? Pffft! If I thought I had to go through a whole another life, I'd kill myself right now.
Leela: [lights the alcoholic drink that Bender gave her, which explodes] It's explosive! Maybe we could escape by setting fire to the distillery, and blowing this whole place to rubble. [breaks some wood] Let's get a little kindling going.
Bender: No! You can't blow up my monument, I won't be remembered!
Leela: Oh right, how selfish of me. We'll just stay here forever.