PHILCO: My head is spinning just from being with you! Good air in; bad air out. Breath. Exhale.
Okay. I feel better! Granting everything you say, somehow I recorded a template of human consciousness off the cosmic mainframe. I'm hoping very hard, now, that next you'll tell me how my discovery fits into an ancient rivalry between competing branches of the tree of life!
VERONICA: Ooh! Look, Farnsworth! It's the
Madrone Inn! I love that kooky place, the dozen times a dozen rooms decorated to recall famous movie sets! It's so
outre. Come on! Let's pull over!
PHILCO: Inside Madrone's behind me, they have a
solid copper urinal, a trough at least ten feet long. Ten-feet long, hammered copper--and it's to whiz in!
Two minutes from now, I'm going in to use that copper trough, but in the meantime, I need you to tell me what's going on!