New New York (Futurama)

Farnsworth walks into the room.
Farnsworth: Good news, everyone! You have a new delivery to Planet Irk!

Bender: Uh... <_<;; >_>;; I just remembered I that I have a virus!

Fry: I wonder what is Planet Irk like?

Zoidberg: Ah, perhaps they have great crusine? May Zoidberg come?

Farnsworth: Seeing as how Bender's sick, sure!

*Bender whispers to Fry*

Bender: I stole the Gem of Doom. Hah, it ain't that doomish anyway.

Fry: Uh... Ok. *enters the ship with Zoidberg.*

Leela also enters the ship.

Fry: .. Hey Bender, you're coming?

Bender: DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?! I SAID I WAS SICK!!

Fry: You had your fingers croseed.

Bender: AW! dang IT!! *enters the ship*

Leela flies the ship out of the topic.

*Some foreman placed a sign on Planet Express's door.*

Sign: Foreclosed due to overdue bills.

The ship re-enters the topic as Professor Farnsworth sees the sign.
Farnsworth: Wha...? This is outrageous!

Foreman: Unless you and your crew pay your debt, your business is history!! *walks away*

*Meanwhile, the telephone is ringing.*

Max: I GOT IT!! *jumps towards to the telephone, but got blasted away by the rocket from the trapdoor.*

*Sam grabs the telephone.*

Sam: Yes, uh huh! Whoa, are you serious? Yep? Uh huh? Don't worry, we're on the job! *hangs up.*

*Max crashes in.*

Sam: That was a high pitch squeal of the Comissioner, Max. He said he had a horrible nightmare about some freakazoid who kills them in their sleep.

Max: Sounds like the sleeping killer. I hope he didn't plan to steal my cookie jar before slaughtering me to death. That's where I keep my shedded fur.

Sam: The only way to encounter him is by sleeping and dreaming.

Max: Ooh!! I hope we get to see hot babes there!!

Sam: But if we get attacked in our dream, it'll affect us in reality as well. So we must proceed with caution. Otherwise we'll be stuck in his nightmare.

Max: Don't worry Sam. My nightmare is WAY more terrifying than him.

Sam: Got the decaf?

Max: I keep it in my secret stash. *gets out the bag of lima bean flavored decaf and drinks it with Sam.* Good luck and have a nice nap!

Sam: See you in dreamworld! *Sleeps.*

*Max does the same.*

*As a result, the two are about to enter Freddy's Nightmare Realm.*

*It was Lifty and Shifty who impersonate the Comissioner. It was a scheme to steal everything from the freelance police's office. They ran away with everything but the telephone.*

*Sam and Max wakes up.*

Sam: Holy mother of the big sausage that is being chopped in to itty bitty microchip sized pieces!

Max: OH god! OH GOD NO!! THEY FINALLY DID IT!! YOU MANIACS! YOU TOOK THEM ALL!! DAMN YOU TO HEEEEELLLLLLLLLL!!!

Sam: Not everything is stolen Max. The telephone is still here.

Max: At least my prank call related reign of terror is still fine.

*The phone is ringing as Sam simply picks up.*

Sam: Yes? Well look, our stuff is stolen. Someone did impersonate you. Yes? Uh huh? Right. We'll retrieve the stuff first before we take the next case.

Max: Who was it, Sam?

Sam: The real McCoy. I'll explain the next case when we catch those office stealing bandits.

Max: Finally, it's payback time!!

*Meanwhile*

Lifty & Shifty: DEEEEEEEH HEH HE HE HEH E! *hijacks Sam and Max's police car and drives off.*

*Sam and Max runs out of the office to see their car stolen. Max is shouting out curse words.*

Sam: I can't believe this! They stole our car as well. The only way to catch those bandits is by hitching a ride. And I think I know someone who has a transportation vehicle. *walks with Max to Planet Express and knocks on the door.*

Farnsworth opens the door.
Farnsworth: We're busy going bankrupt or whatever.

Max: Why? Did the government ban delivery service? THE PIZZA BOYS WILL STRIKE BACK!!

Fry: Bankrupted?!

Bender: Oh! We're boned!!

Fry: Professor, why didn't you tell us before?!

Farnsworth: You never asked! And the sign's on the front door!

Sam: Anyway, this is a hostile situation. Our car is being hijacked by two bandits. We need to borrow your spaceship.

Max: And do some stunts around Mount Rushmore!

Farnsworth: Hmm...
Farnsworth turns to Hermes.
Farnsworth: Hermes, how much money do we need to pay our bills?

Hermes: Well we had to pay too much for SOMEBODY's fine for littering, loitering, stepping on the grass, swimming in the no swimming area, parking violations, and jaywalking.

Bender: *laughs nervously* Eh heh heh heh.... That could be somebody else ya know.

Hermes: So we're down to... $4...

Farnsworth: Wait, is that how much money we have, or much money we owe?

Hermes: We have $4 which is not enough to pay about... oh how should I say this in a calm way.. Oh yes.. $5,000,000.

Farnsworth turns to Sam and Max.
Farnsworth: Would you be willing to pay that amount?

Sam: For $5,000,000? If we are lucky enough to get the dough from the bandits, we'll help you.

Max: If there's any leftover money for us, I could buy a gazillion illegal weapons! Just think of the fun!

Fry: Well in that case, sure. We'll let you borrow the spaceship. But it needs to be returned safely. We need that to deliver stuff.

Max: Like bootleg beer?

Bender: It's been done you jerk!!

Max: What did you say to me?!

Bender: You heard me you stupid rabbity-like thing!

Max: How would you like it if I shove my furry iron fist in your face?

Bender: Hey, bite my shiny metal ass!

Sam: We can fight later. Anyway, thanks for letting us use the ship. We will promsie that we'll return it safely. *enters the ship with Max.*

Farnsworth turns to his employees.
Farnsworth: I suppose you're all fired now that we've gone bankrupt.

Fry: Damn! Now what are we going to do?

Bender: Go steal the money from the bank!

Hermes: I don't believe this! My career is finished!

Zoidberg: Can I still stay here?

*The Ship flies out of Planet Express and is on pursuit of Lifty & Shifty. I*

*Luckily for the freelance police, Lifty & Shifty are dead from the car accident. They land the ship.*

Max: Aw man!! I bet our stuff was destroyed! Damn you bandits with your suicidal schemes!!

*The two take their office stuff to the ship. They obtained $10,000,000 from the dead bandits.*

Sam: Holy mother of green and refreshing! They even stole the money from the bank!

Max: Oh boy! LAS VEGAS, HERE WE COME!

Sam: I'm afraid we have to give half of the money to Planet Express. They need it to pay the debt.

Max: Can we keep the other $5,000,000? I want to buy an illegal missile launcher and blow those grannies into oblivion!

Sam: Can't think of a reason not to.

*The ship returns to Planet Express.*

Sam: *gives $5,000,000 to Farnsworth* Here ya go. Your business should be back up and running.