New New York (Futurama)

Farnsworth: Ah, thank you, talking cat and talking rabbit.
Farnsworth throws the "Closed" sign away.

Sam: I'm a dog.

Max: OOH! YOU JUST BURNED, SAM!

Sam: Watch it.. >_>;;

Fry: Sweet! Thanks Sam and Max. Now we're getting back to our jobs. Hope we'll return the favor to you guys later.

Sam: No need to do anything. We're just here to help.

Zoidberg: Ah, *hugs Max* you have saved me from my own financal problems.

Hermes: YOU DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY YOU ROTTEN LOBSTER!

Zoidberg: What??! *sobs*

Bender: OK! What's our next delivery?!

*Sam and Max leaves the building*

Max: Hey Sam! What did the Comissoner say about our next assignment?

Sam: Oh! That. He said that some kind of group of highly organized space marauders have taken over the observatory, and they are planning to use it to destroy the planet, or worse! We better get going Max!

Max: I'm with ya, Sam! I'm about to kick some alien ass! SHOTGUN! *jumps in the police car.*

*Sam gets in as well.*

Sam: Oh, Max? Don't forget that since we're going to space.. *puts on the oxygen paperbag.*

Max: I haven't wore that since the time we went on the moon! *wears one as well.*

*The police car blasts out of the topic.*

*The Desoto arrives with Sam and Max going to their office.*

Sam: Say Max, did you have that lottery ticket you bought yesterday?

Max: Sure do! Did any of these numbers match?

Sam: I doubt it. Oh well, better luck next time.

Max: Why bother? They're terrible. In fact, you threw away your money just to get the big buckoroonies in return--

*The telephone is ringing again*

Max: I GOT IT!! I GOT I-- *gets slamed by a falling anvil.*

*It was Sam that cut the rope that leads to such a result. He picks up the phone.*

Sam: Yeah? Uh huh? Yes? Yes? I see, we'll do it in a jiffy! *hangs up.* The Comissioners wants us to take down a TV show maniac who attempts to suck any victim into a television program.

Max: Whoa, take me to the game show so I can win WIN WIIIN!!

Sam: Save the drooling for the dough, Max. We better get going. *leaves with Max.*

Fry: Hey Farnsworth, what are you doing?

Zoidberg: He's making me a nice salmon eggs sandwhich.

*Meanwhile, Flint Paper is in the same building as Sam and Max, but in a different office.*

Flint Paper: You want more of this, dirtbag?! *Punches the random criminal.* Take that! *again* And that! *once more* And some of this!! *Throws the criminal out the window* And If I see you bastards commit a crime one more time, I'll kill you! You hear me?!

*Sam and Max arrive and park the DeSoto. They are returning to the office.*

Sam: Heya Flint! How's business?

Flint Paper: Excellent, but slow. I just beat that guy for littering and stealing property from an old lady.

Max: Criminals. They're always try to annoy people!

*A brick comes through the window.*

Max: Ooh! A brick from the Comissioner--

Flint Paper: HOLD IT!! That's not just any brick. And it's not from the comissioner.

Sam: Holy heaping steaming meatballs! Flint's right! *takes the note out of the brick.* It's the mafia that we thwarted earlier.

Max: Oh now what do they want?!

Note: Yous guys are gonna get it for ruining the Don's plans. Now you two are dead. Come face to face at the darkest city or we'll track you two down and destroy you.

Sam: Guess we don't have a choice. We can go to Mexico or have a showdown with the mobsters.

Flint Paper: Hey, don't worry. Just find a way to get out of the that mess and you'll be fine.

Sam: Good enough anyway. Let's find the darkest city. *leaves with Max with the DeSoto.*

*Dr. Brainstorm and Jack appear*

Dr. Brainstorm: How DARE they steal my idea for technology!

Jack: I think they came up with it on their own Frank.

Dr. Brainstorm: DR.BRAINSTORM!!!!!

Flint Paper: *angry* What are you two idiots doing in my office?! GET OUT OR I'LL BEAT YOU TO A PULP!

Dr. Brainstorm: Or maybe YOU should get out of MY new office! Hmmm! *Pulls out sevrent ray* SERVENT RAY! MAKE THIS MY OFFICE!

.....................

Dr. Brainstorm: Okay, DON'T make this my office! *The Servent Ray blasts the Office, making it Brainstorm's* YES! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Jack: *Sipping a soda* What was the point of that Frank?

Dr. Brainstorm: Um.......I don't know. AND IT'S DR. BRAINSTORM!!!

Flint Paper: How am I suppose to work with this as yours!?

Dr. Brainstorm: He can't work?!? YES! I DESTROYED THE EXSISTANCE OF ONE OF MY ARCH ENEMIES! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Jack: You just met him Frank.

Dr. Brainstorm: DR. BRAINSTORM!!!

Flint Paper: Oh shut up! *points a gun at Dr. Brainstorm* Get lost or die!

*Bender angirly threw a bottle of wine at Flint's window.*

Bender: HEY! Keep it down up there, I'm tuning my banjo! *plays his banjo.*

Jack: *Looks out the window and looks at Bender* Yo.

Dr. Brainstorm: JACK! STOP SOCIALIZING WITH OUR ENEMY TO BE!!!

Bender: Oh, so you think robots are too stupid to interact with humans?! Once of these days, robots will burn your asses to Hell!

OOC: Jack's a robot. Yes he is.

Flint Paper: Can't this get any worse?!

*An army of Primids appear in New New York.*

Flint Paper: I had to open my big mouth.. Why?!

*Brainstorm and Jack leave the topic*

Flint Paper: *whips out his gun and shoot the Primids* Eat bullets, CHUMPS!!!

R.O.B. Models 1415 and 7869 enter the topic, carrying a Subspace Bomb. The bomb activates and will explode in five minutes. Meanwhile...
Farnsworth: What's with all of the racket outside?

Bender: *sees the Subspace Bomb* DAAAHAHHH!! O_O;; *complains* That has to be the worst bomb I ever seen.

Flint Paper: What the hell is that?

Bender: I don't know. Must be a present from your mom? Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!

Flint Paper: Well that is not just a bomb. IT's A NUCLEAR BOMB. The terrorists using it to destroy the statue of Liberty. Damn terrorists and their 9/11 conspiricies.

Bender: I'm just gonna tell Fry that we're doomed.. DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-- Ha ha ha, sorry I wanted to say that. *enters Planet Express.*

Fry: Hey, what's up? *drinks the bottle of Slurm.*

Bender: There's a big bomb outside waiting to blow up.

Fry: *spits in shock* A BOMB?! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHH!

Farnsworth: Oh, we'll be fine as long as it isn't a bomb that will send us into another dimension!

*Flint enters*

Flint: Ok, so it's not a nuclear bomb... IT'S EVEN WORSE!!

Fry: What could be worse than a nuclear bomb?

Flint: I can think of one good reason why we have to scream. It's a bomb that will take us to another dimension.

Farnsworth: Oh. Well, then we can start panicing, everyone!

Fry: AAAAAAAAHHHH

Zoidberg: I knew losing to a lottery ticket would cause all this!! Damn you gambling urges!!!

Bender: TAKE THE SHIP!! *runs in the ship with Fry, Hermes, and Zoidberg.*

Flint: Look Gramps, I'm not going leave you and the one eyed chick behind. And I'm driving!

Farnsworth and Leela enter the ship while Flint is talking.

Flint: HEY! *enters the ship*

Bender: WAIT! I forgot to bang that robot.

Fry: But you don't know their gender, Bender.. *laughs* Gender Bender! Get it? Ha ha ha ha ha--

Bender: That makes no difference!!

Flint: Are you an idiot? They're boys.

Bender: ...............AWWW! But if there was a pink version of one?

Flint: JUST GET US OUT OF HERE!