Shrimpkin Priest: Fellow Shrimpkins, behold him who hath taken us unto his breast.
Bender: Holy frijoles!
Shrimpkin Priest: All bow before the great Metal Lord!
Bender: Worshippers? This ought to liven up my endless, tragic voyage.
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