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Well, maybe this is him in a costume!

and beat an explanation out of him.

(Explosion) Help!

Bender, bring me my soft chair with the wheels on it.

Time heals all wounds.

We're gonna get fired.

I've smoked a lot a paperwork in my day.

Sorry, Hermes, I drank all your white-out. (Chortles)

Darth Trocious.

Maybe if I kicked the asses of Inspector Two,

And okay, Inspector Five screwed up.

The phone's been disconnected, the ship's repossessed

The Central Bureaucracy

Oh... (Sniffles)

I fear I may not survive this war reenactment.

Huh? Wasn't me.

Too much papers!

How did you get this number?

'Cause I have a complaint about a defective robot.

- Is too. - Says who?

Allow me to introduce myself. I am Darth Stroyer.

I did like the part where they screamed.

Where are you hiding, you coward?!

So I'm doomed to die,

and fake your death, so they'll call off the kill-bots.

A stupid, paper-pushing bureaucrat.

His name is me!

(Chuckles) It's all right.