FUTURAMA-Episode AV0167868768-King of the World
Description: After a self-sacrificing act, Fry ends up in an alternate reality where he is worshipped as a God. Can Leela and Bender bring him back to normal continuity?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the FUTURAMA characters nor any mentioned DC comics' characters. I make no money off this story.
Special Guest Voices:
Galadriel-Judi Dench
Bender 2-Pierce Brosnan
[Start with opening shot of the outside of the Planet Express Building then cut to Fry entering staff break room where BENDER and LEELA sit around watching 'All my Circuits' on television.]
FRY: Look, Amy sent us a holodisc! Let's watch it.
BENDER: (eyes glued on TV) Not now!
LEELA: That's the second holodisc from Amy. I wonder if her, Hermes, and Zoidberg are having any fun on their trip.
FRY: I don't know, I think it'd be neat to go to one of the Wong's Bugaloo farms though. Too bad we couldn't-
BENDER: Hey, shut up! Calculon's on!
[FRY, BENDER and LEELA turn their attention to the TV. Close Up of TV Screen]
BINARITRON: Calculon, how can you expect me to forgive you?
CALCULON: Because you're not just any fembot, Binaritron. You're my fembot.
BINARITRON: How can I be? When only last week you were off biprocessing with Megan-chip?
[Shot moves back to FRY, BENDER and LEELA]
BENDER: Ohhh, he's toast!
FRY: (looking longingly at LEELA) Leela, if you were my fembot I wouldn't go off and biprocess with another unit.
LEELA: That's sweet, Fry.
FRY: (hopeful) Really!
LEELA: No, not really. (FRY frowns) Let's see the holodisc now.
[FARNSWORTH enters]
FARNSWORTH: No time for that, we've got business to attend to.
FRY: A delivery?
[FARNSWORTH doesn't answer, instead pulling out a remote. He pushes a few buttons and a hologram device pops up from a table nearby, projecting an image of a planet]
FARNSWORTH: This is the Planet Specktra, one of the smallest planets in the entire galaxy. Specktra is equivalent to the size of a basketball so as you can imagine its inhabitants are quite tiny and are impossible to see with the naked eye. You'll be dropping off several supplies they've ordered but to do this you will have to use my latest invention.
[With the push of another button on the remote, the planet hologram is replaced with a hologram of a strange looking flying pod with two long mechanical arms.]
FARNSWORTH: I have yet to name this pod with arms, but I imagine it will be very useful not only on this delivery but many other deliveries in the future. As for the name I'm thinking of calling it 'Farnswathia' or 'The Farnsfastic'.
LEELA: Why don't you just call it P.W.A, short for 'pod with arms'?
FARNSWORTH: Fine, just take all the fun 'Farnsworthiness' out of it.
FRY: How does it work?
FARNSWORTH: The P.W.A, (glaring at LEELA) as it has now been named, is a one-man pod that pilots similar to any other ship. The pilot of the vehicle can easily maneuver the mechanical arms to do their bidding. The arms, which end in five fingered hands, can do a variety of things from moving space ruble to dropping off packages. I've all ready had the ship boarded with three of these P.W.A's. One of which is all ready holding Spectra's delivery in it's tiny grip. It is important to note that this delivery will be very difficult not only because of the planet's size and new equipment involved, but also because Specktra itself rests very close to a periodic black hole.
LEELA: A black hole?
FARNSWORTH: Yes, the 'Menstrata Black Hole' as it has been named by scientists. The Menstrata only opens for one week every month and is known from being quite powerful. Specktra has never been drawn in only due to its intense gravity, which holds it firmly in place. However, I am quite certain you are no where near its cycle and should be fine.
BENDER: Good, 'cause there's nothing worse than a Menstrata cycle.
FARNSWORTH: Indeed.
[Next thing we see the Planet Express ship is approaching Specktra.]
LEELA: (off camera) Okay, now when we get close enough I'm going to put the ship in auto-pilot so we float just a few feet from Specktra. I'll go out in the P.W.A, make the drop, then come back and we can head home.
[Shot moves to LEELA who is suiting up as she prepares to climb into a P.W.A. FRY looks on worriedly.]
FRY: Leela, I have a bad feeling about this. Maybe I'd better make the delivery.
LEELA: Fry, don't be silly. You can't fly this ship, much less man a new, untested P.W.A. Besides, nothing's going to happen. I'm going to give Specktra it's delivery then come back here in time to get you and Bender home for a saucy puppet show.
BENDER: Yeah, I got two tickets, Fry. You know you want to come!
FRY: (upset) I don't know. I just can't shake this feeling…
LEELA: I'll be fine, promise.
[LEELA climbs into the P.W.A, FRY watching with his eyes down cast and a frown on his face. Soon we see the P.W.A rocket out the back of the ship and head towards Specktra. The basketball-sized planet is a brilliant blue and Leela approaches it slowly in the tiny pod. The mechanical arms reach out, a tiny package clutched between two fingers. The drop is slowly being made when a red glow appears. The Menstratra black hole begins to open, slowly sucking in nearby space debris. FRY and BENDER watch from the ship.]
FRY: Oh no, it's early!
BENDER: (shocked) And Leela's only a few feet away from it, she's sure to get sucked in! (Relaxed) Oh well, at least were at a safe distance.
[BENDER pulls out a beer from his chest plate and begins to chug down while FRY regards him with panic/disgust.]
FRY: What, are you crazy?! Leela's going to be killed!
BENDER: Hey, I'm upset too but-you know-what can we do besides watch on with horror and mild amusement?
FRY: Go out there and save her!
BENDER: How? I don't know how to fly this crazy thing! Besides, even if I did, I shouldn't drink and drive.
FRY: But-
BENDER: Look, Fry, there's no way. Even if we did get out there and managed to grab her the black hole would suck us in. The only way I can think to save her would be if some other object came along and pushed her out of the way. But I doubt that's going to happen so how about we-
[BENDER suddenly notices FRY is gone and the seat he was sitting in is spinning around in circles as if he jumped up and left very quickly.]
BENDER: Fry?
[BENDER looks out the ship's window and sees another P.W.A, this one piloted by FRY, speeding towards LEELA'S pod at breakneck speed.]
BENDER: Oh. (smacks the side of his head) Me and my big robotic mouth (looks at beer) Aw well. (starts to chug beer again)
[LEELA has made the drop when suddenly she notices the red light filling her pod. She sees the black hole and looks on petrified when something comes across her radio.]
FRY: Don't worry, Leela. I'm coming!
LEELA: Fry?
[LEELA looks out the P.W.A's window and sees FRY'S pod racing towards her. The Menstrata is starting to open faster, its suction growing stronger. LEELA'S pod starts to shake as it gets drawn closer.]
LEELA: FRY! Go away! You'll get sucked in too!
[FRY works as well as he can with the controls. His flying is horrible but his intention is clear. The mechanical arms are stretched out, prepared to knock into LEELA'S pod]
FRY: No choice, Leela. I've gotta do this.
LEELA: Fry, don't you go off and try to be a hero.
FRY: (sadly) I'm not. I'm trying to be a friend.
[LEELA protests more but FRY shuts his radio off, pushing the pod's speed to full throttle. His pod smacks into LEELA'S, the mechanical arms and jolt of the hit pushing her safely away from the suction of the black hole. His pod takes her place and begins to be drawn in. LEELA watches in terror as FRY begins to get sucked into the black hole.]
LEELA: (crying) FRY!
[FRY watches LEELA'S pod one last time, there are tears in his eyes but he is happy to see her safe. His fingers brush the glass hood of the pod.]
FRY: (whispering) I love you, Leela.
[FRY'S pod is sucked into the black hole, disappearing.]
LEELA: NOOO!
[FRY'S pod charges through the black hole and FRY awaits death. It does not come. Instead swirling lights surround him. FRY watches in awe as blue and green waves pass over him. The black tube revolves around him a moment or two then suddenly breaks. FRY grabs hold of the controls and looks on in shock as he now floats above what appears to be earth. The pod begins to crash land and FRY holds on for dear life. The pod charges towards earth and hits the ground with a massive explosion, tearing up everything in its path. Eventually it halts to a stop. FRY, surprisingly still alive, pops the glass hood and coughing exits the destroyed vehicle.]
FRY: (still coughing) Where am I?
[FRY looks around and is shocked to recognize it as 3000 New New York.]
FRY: I'm…I'm back?
[Suddenly a number of guns are pointed at FRY. He holds up his hands as a large swat team of police surrounds him.]
POLICE OFFICER #1: Halt! Hands up! Don't move!
POLICE OFFICER # 2: You are under arrest for crash landing into a non-landing New New York section, destroying public property, and…and…
[FRY looks at the POLICE OFFICERS who turn white at the sight of him]
POLICE OFFICER #1: My-my god! It's-It's HIM!
POLICE OFFICER #3: It can't be!
POLICE OFFICER #1: It is!
POLICE OFFICER #2: It's Philip J. Fry!
POLICE OFFICER #1: My lord, forgive us.
[The entire swat team bows before FRY. FRY watches in shock, confused when suddenly he notices something he hadn't before. In the middle of the city is a gigantic golden statue of himself. FRY'S mouth drops open.]
FRY: Wow.
POLICE OFFICER #1: Forgive us, please my lord, we did not know it was you. How could we when you're-you're…
FRY: What?
POLICE OFFICER #1: You're dead.
POLICE OFFICER #2: (whispering heatedly to POLICE OFFICER #1) Shh, Johnson! This man is a god, a savior! Don't question his return! Just bow and shut up!
FRY: I'm…very confused.
[EVERYONE is still bowing and FRY scratches the back of his head, embarrassed.]
FRY: Um…you guys can stand up now.
[The team rises to their feet. POLICE OFFICER # 2 cautiously approaches FRY, making sure to bow first.]
POLICE OFFICER #2: My lord, I am Police Officer Zip Beauregard and might I say it is an honor to meet you. I am at your service.
FRY: Uh…could you explain what is going on?
BEAUREGARD: I must take you before the High Council. They will be eager to see you.
FRY: Oh-okay then.
[Shot moves to FRY being taken into a very elaborate round room. EVERYONE who sees him pass looks on in shock and admiration. FRY stands before the HIGH COUNCIL, a court of people. In the middle is a very ancient looking woman. She eyes him with tears in her eyes.]
GALADRIEL: So it is true, you are here.
[FRY merely continues to look lost.]
GALADRIEL: I am Galadriel, head of the High Council, leaders of the earth and you, you are Philip J. Fry. Savior of earth and all mankind.
FRY: I am?
GALADRIEL: They tell me you crash-landed into New New York, your vehicle entering through some gateway. I imagine it was a black hole, yes?
FRY: (relieved to hear something he recognizes) Yeah! Where am I? What's going on?
GALADRIEL: It is as I suspected. Fry, you have entered another dimension, another reality of earth.
FRY: Oh, I see! Like that show 'Sliders' with the fat kid from 'Stand by Me'.
GALADRIEL: (amused) Yes, very similar. You see, there are millions of different realities. In this one, you, Philip J. Fry were frozen and thawed out in the year 2999. At the latter end of the 21st century, a race of alien beings, the Nonackthal, enslaved earth while you rested in your frozen sleep. When you awoke, you saved earth by defeating the Nonackthal race, wiping them from existence forever, freeing us. But, alas, it cost you your life. Thus, all of earth has worshiped you as a hero and savior.
FRY: Oh. That explains the statue then.
GALADRIEL: Now…what about the reality you come from?
FRY: Well, there I was thawed out in 3000 and I'm now a delivery boy for the Planet Express service.
GALADRIEL: You? A delivery boy?
[The entire council laughs.]
GALADRIEL: You must forgive us, your lord but…someone like you who did so much here…it seems so beneath you to be a delivery boy.
FRY: Thanks but…I'd like to return to my reality.
GALADRIEL: My lord, I'm afraid that's impossible. Until the black hole opens again you have no way of leaving here and even if you did, there's no saying the black hole would deposit you back in your exact reality.
FRY: (upset) But…
GALADRIEL: My lord, please. Stay here. You're our rightful ruler. I'm more than happy to hand the mantle of Earth's leadership over to you. We can give you anything you wish and more! Please, stay, rule us!
ALL IN THE COUNCIL ROOM: Yes! Rule us!
FRY: Well…I suppose I could stay for a while…
GALADRIEL: Excellent! Then let Earth celebrate in the knowledge that Fry has returned!
[The COUNCIL howls in approval and FRY blushes. Shot cuts to FRY sitting on a table, GALADRIEL brings over an odd looking helmet]
GALADRIEL: My lord, this is a memory recorder. The great Professor Farnsworth created it.
FRY: Farnsworth! He exists in this reality?
GALADRIEL: He did, my lord. I am sorry but he passed on. His clone, Cubert, now heads his businesses.
FRY: (sadly) Oh.
GALADRIEL: I am sorry, my lord. I imagine this reality is quite different from your own. In fact that's why I brought the memory recorder here. This way we can scan your mind. See what your reality is like and thus help to make you more comfortable here.
FRY: All right, let's do it then.
[GALADRIEL places the helmet on FRY'S head. After a few beeping sounds it dings loudly, signifying it is done. GALADRIEL removes the helmet with a smile.]
GALADRIEL: There, the high council and I will look over this information and learn what we can about you, your reality, and what we can do to make you happy here. Until then Beauregard will take you to your quarters so you can relax. You must be quite tired after your journey.
[BEAUREGARD escorts FRY into a fantastic bedroom with a large comfortable looking bed.]
BEAUREGARD: Here you are, my lord. Make sure to try and get some rest like Galadriel suggested.
FRY: How can I sleep with all this excitement?
[FRY touches the bed and automatically falls to sleep, snoring loudly. Everything goes black. Suddenly we hear a knock. FRY'S eyes open slowly and he rises to his feet, crossing over to the door.]
FRY: (groggily) Hold on a sec.
[FRY opens the door and his eyes widen as a fat, blue ALIEN with squinty eyes stands before him holding a chain. On the end of it is LEELA dressed in a slave girl outfit similar to the one Leia wore in 'Star Wars: Return of the Jedi']
ALIEN: My lord, I am Yabba Yu'logg'la, Alien ambassador from the planet Flagg-fu-fu. The high council of Earth contacted me and told me of your return. I am honored to meet the savior of mankind and offer you this slave.
[YABBA tugs on the chain and LEELA falls forward in front of FRY on her knees, her purple hair long, loose and wild. She looks up at him through her one lash, her big eye innocent and fidgety. FRY looks at YABBA angrily, upset at his hurting LEELA but tries to retain some diplomacy.]
FRY: (tightly) Thank you. You may go.
[YABBA snorts and leaves. FRY slams the door behind him and kneels down to LEELA, unhooking her collar and chain.]
FRY: Leela, Leela, I'm so sorry!
[LEELA looks at him with surprise but remains silent.]
FRY: Here, stand up.
[FRY helps LEELA rise to her feet and brushes a hand over her cheek in concern.]
FRY: Here, let me get you something to drink.
[FRY turns and walks away. As he pours a drink he talks.]
FRY: I can't believe he treated you like that. What you must have suffered in this reality. I'm so sorry, Leela, I wish…aw, I'm rambling. You probably don't even understand what I'm-
[FRY turns to give LEELA her drink but drops the glass, his mouth hanging open. We can see LEELA'S bare back and we realize she has just removed all her clothes. FRY turns red and casts his eyes down. He grabs a blanket off his bed and rushes to her, wrapping it around her shoulders in embarrassment.]
FRY: (stuttering) Hoo-wooo…um…Leela…naked…so-so hot…yeah…um…listen, you don't have to-to do th-that, okay?
[LEELA looks confused and FRY continues to look away.]
FRY: You don't have to-uh-it's-it's okay.
LEELA: (softly)You do not want me?
FRY: What?
LEELA: You do not find me attractive? You do not wish me to please you?
FRY: (breathless) Ha-oh god. No. No I do. I really, really do but-
LEELA: Then let me. I can do whatever you like to you. Or you can do whatever you like to me. Holding, kissing, spanking…
[FRY starts to make strange inaudible sounds in his throat, his face having gone from red to an almost purple color. ]
FRY: (bearly able to talk) Leela, please…
LEELA: What, my lord?
FRY: (snapping out of it as she says 'my lord') Don't call me that, Leela. Call me Fry. Look, I do want you. So desperately but-I don't want you like this. And…no offense but you're not the Leela I want. You're the Leela of this world, this reality. Leela 2 and…I'd feel bad taking advantage of you. It would be wrong of me, wrong to my Leela. It's not within my standards.
LEELA 2: I see. Well, if you do not wish to mate with me would you at least make-out with me and perhaps cop a feel?
FRY: Well…(caving in) I suppose that could fit in my standards.
[FRY grabs LEELA 2 and they begin to kiss heavily.]
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