FUTURAMA
Episode 504
"A TASTE OF FREEDOM"
By
Eric Horsted
Transcribed by Dave, The Neutral Planet
[Opening Credits. Caption: Or Is It?]
[Planet Express: Meeting Room. Zoidberg dances and sings on the
table. Everyone else except Fry sits and claps along. Enter Fry.]
ZOIDBERG
(singing) Freedom, freedom, freedom,
oy!
Freedom, freedom, freedom, oy!
FRY
There's no denying it: The future's
crazy! Oh, well. Don't wanna stand out.
[He gets on the table and sings and dances with Zoidberg.]
FRY AND ZOIDBERG
(singing) Freedom, freedom, freedom,
oy!
Freedom, freedom, freedom, oy!
ZOIDBERG
There's nothing crazy about it. It's
just Freedom Day!
[He warbles.]
[Planet Express: Balcony. The staff celebrate Freedom Day with
their Freedom Day Party. Farnsworth drinks Slurm and Scruffy
blows a party blower. Amy sits on the railings eating a melon
while Fry and Bender stand next to her.]
FARNSWORTH
... an extremely dangerous mission ...
FRY
So, what is Freedom Day? Sounds like
some kind of feminine hygiene product.
[Zoidberg walks over and puts his claw on Bender's shoulder.]
ZOIDBERG
No, it's a fabulous, crab-ulous day!
AMY
If you wanna do something, you do it!
And to splick with the consequences!
[She throws the melon rind over her shoulder and it hits something.]
BENDER
You know? Like how I live every day.
[He sticks his leg out and trips up Hermes. His bones crack as
he lands. Everyone laughs.]
HERMES
Happy Freedom Day! Ooh! I think my wrist
is broken.
FARNSWORTH
Of course, it wouldn't be Freedom Day
without the traditional Freedom Tub!
[He presses a button and a hole in the floor opens revealing
a hot-tub. Everyone reacts with excitement. Hermes dips his finger
in.]
HERMES
Mmm! That'll feel nice on my shattered
bones!
[The staff start to undress around Fry. He gasps.]
FRY
Wow! Nude hot-tubbing? That's all I
need to hear about Freedom Day!
ZOIDBERG
Then consider the following lecture
a bonus: On Earth, freedom is a given.
But on my planet, we have to suffer
for it.
[Flashback. Child Zoidberg wears a hat and comical specs with
attached mouth flaps. A Decapodian woman is with him.]
DECAPODIAN WOMAN
Sure, you can be a comedian instead
of a doctor -- If you want your parents
to roll over in their graves!
[Later, grown-up Zoidberg is at a polling station.]
DECAPODIAN MAN
Sure. You can vote for Shkinadel --
If you want there should be a recession!
[Zoidberg turns away sadly. Back at his home, Zoidberg is holding
suitcases.]
DECAPODIAN WOMAN
Sure. You can go to medical school --
If you've given up on your dream of
being a comedian!
[Zoidberg turns away sadly.]
[Flashback ends.]
ZOIDBERG
That's why I love Earth! You can do
what you want, and no-one makes you
feel guilty because no-one cares.
[Fry is in the hot-tub with everyone else.]
FRY
(shouting) We're not listening!
ZOIDBERG
That's what I'm talking about!
[The ship flies over Washington D.C. (Rededicated to Washington
the Sweathog, 2475). It flies over the Reflecting Pool where
people bathe and lands in front of the Fxjkhr Monument. A banner
has been hung up on it with "Freedom Day-- Express Yourself"
printed on it. Underneath, a man has painted "I Hate My Job".]
[Washington D.C. Street. There is a parade. Vehicles carrying
DOOP missiles float along the street. One has a "Boy Scout Troop
#254" banner on it. The one behind has "Top Secret Do Not Look"
on it. People on stilts walk by chanting the Freedom song.]
STILT PEOPLE
(chanting) Freedom, freedom, freedom,
oy! Freedom, freedom, freedom, oy!
[The Fighting Dukaki drive past. On the pavement, Bender and
other staff push their way to the front of the crowd. Bender
is wearing a cowcatcher.]
BENDER
Scuse me, comin' through. Freedom train
arriving on track one.
[He imitates a train whistle.]
WOMAN
Ow! You broke my foot!
BENDER
Freedom!
[In the commentary box, Morbo and Linda watch the parade go by.]
MORBO
What's this next float, Linda?
LINDA
Representing our men, women and children
in uniform, it's Earth's greatest space
hero, Zapp Brannigan!
[Zapp and Kif are in a rocket float. Zapp waves to the crowd.]
ZAPP
Happy Freedom Day, ladies! Come on,
let loose and show me something! Anything.
Seriously, I'd take an armpit. Oh,
yeah! Thank you, Linda!
[He throws some beads. Linda pulls her top down and catches the
beads.]
LINDA
You're welcome! OK, Morbo, now it's
your turn.
MORBO
If that is your Freedom Day wish.
[He lifts his shirt and Linda screams.]
[Fxjkhr Monument. A band plays Hail to the Chief and a man very
slowly carries Nixon's head and places it on a podium. Crowds
are gathered in front of the monument.]
NIXON
Thank you, Secretary of Transportation.
My fellow Earthicans, we enjoy so much
freedom, it's almost sickening. We're
free to choose which hand our sex-monitoring
chip is implanted in. And if we don't
want to pay our taxes, why, we're free
to spend a weekend with the Pain Monster.
PAIN MONSTER
See you April 15th, folks!
NIXON
Cue the fireworks guy! Incidentally,
tonight's Freedom Day celebration is
brought to you by ... ... "Shankman's
Rubbing Compound". When something needs
rubbing, think "Shankman".
[The crowd cheers.]
BENDER
Yay! Shankman!
HERMES
It costs a little more but it's worth
it!
NIXON
Our planet has been through so much
this past year: Wars, droughts, impeachments!
But we've never lost our sense of what's
truly important: The great taste of
"Charleston Chew"! And now, let us
salute that beloved symbol of freedom,
our flag, Ol' Freebie!
[Earth's flag comes down. Zoidberg wipes his mouth.]
ZOIDBERG
I'm swelling with patriotic mucus!
[Fireworks explode.]
NIXON
In our darkest hour, we can stand erect,
with proud upthrust bosoms!
FRY
Anyone who laughs is a Communist!
NIXON
Knowing that, with a shifty glance skyward,
we will see by the rocket's red glare,
that our flag is still there. It's
gone!
[Zoidberg tears the flag, eats it and belches. The crowd gasp.
Zoidberg steps forward.]
ZOIDBERG
Yes, fellow patriots, I ate your flag.
And I did it with pride. For to express
oneself with doing a thing is the very
essence of Freedom Day! Bless this planet
and all its wonderful people!
[Crickets chirp.]
NIXON
(shouting) Kill him! Kill the traitor!
[The crowd rush onto the platform and Zoidberg squeals.]
[Washington D.C. Street. Zoidberg scuttles around a corner, wooping
and being chased by the crowd. He runs past a man spraying "Earth
Sux" on a mailbox.]
MAN
Hey, it's the guy who desecrated our
flag!
[The crowd run past.]
NIXON
Stop that red menace!
[Cut to: Embassy Row. Zoidberg runs past the grey Neutral Planet
Embassy, the pretty Klingon Embassy and the Globetrotter Homeworld
Embassy. He tires and stops running and wooping.]
ZOIDBERG
I'm all scuttled out! Huh? My planet's
embassy? They're paid to not kill me!
A-yoop!
[He jumps into the moat around the embassy and swims over.]
[Decapodian Embassy. The angry crowd are outside, shouting. Zoidberg
is inside, sat across a desk from Ambassador Moivin, a man and
a woman. The curtains close.]
ZOIDBERG
I thought I understood this world. I
thought I was fitting in. But I guess
I don't belong on here anymore than
I belong on our crappy home planet--
Ooh, sorry.
DECAPODIAN MAN
What sorry? Our planet stinks, we all
know it.
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
Enough with the persecution, I'm saying.
Zoidberg, as Ambassador, I promise you
the full support of our government already.
DECAPODIAN WOMAN
Poor boy. You want maybe a nice mug
cocoa?
[Zoidberg nods.]
ZOIDBERG
Ambassador Moivin, you and your staff
are so kind. I'm truly humbled. What,
no marshmallows?
[Cut to: Outside Decapodian Embassy.]
NIXON
Let's storm the place ... without my
prior knowledge.
[The Planet Express staff push through again.]
BENDER
Scuse me, comin' through. Freedom train,
step aside. You too, fatso. Freedom!
LEELA
Cool your jowls, Nixon. You may not
like it that Dr. Zoidberg desecrated
a flag. You might even find the image
of it festering in his bowels somehow
offensive. But the right to freedom
of expression is guaranteed by the Earth
constitution.
NIXON
Aroo! Maybe so. But I know a place where
the constitution doesn't mean squat.
[Supreme Court.]
MYRTLE FU
The Supreme Court hereby accepts the
case of Earth vs Zoidberg.
NIXON
Sock it to 'em!
[Newspaper Headline: "Lobster Trial Nears". Underneath is a sub-headline:
"Mobster Trial Nears".]
[Outside Decapodian Embassy. There is a protest rally.]
CROWD
(chanting) Two, four, six, eight,
Eating the flag is bad.
SCOUT LEADER
Now your noose knot has exactly seven
twists.
[A man plays a guitar.]
MAN
(singing) You can eat my dog,
You can eat my truck,
But you eat my flag,
And you're outta luck!
She's a-wavin' proud around the world,
From Dallas to Fort Worth,
Let me say it again,
[A truck toots.]
CROWD
(chanting) Don't mess with Earth!
FRY
They sure hate Dr. Zoidberg.
BENDER
Pft. Posers! I was hating Zoidberg before
it was cool.
FRY
Where are we ever going to find a lawyer
to take his case?
LEELA
I'll ask the head of the ACLU. Once
he's done singing.
MAN
(singing) Don't mess with Earth. (talking)
Kill Zoidberg! Goodnight!
[Old Man Waterfall is behind them.]
OLD MAN WATERFALL
Howdy there! I'm a lawyer and I'd like
to help your friend out of his pickle.
FRY
Who are you, old man?
OLD MAN WATERFALL
Name's Old Man Waterfall. But most folks
just call me "Old Man".
FRY
I'll never remember that.
OLD MAN WATERFALL
I'm a veteran of three dozen wars. Name
a body part and a planet and I've taken
a bullet in it, on it. All to keep our
flag flying free.
BENDER
And you wanna defend Zoidberg? Are you
familiar with the old robot saying "Does
Not Compute"?
OLD MAN WATERFALL
Son, to me a robot's just a garbage
can with sparks comin' out it.
BENDER
(sad) The sparks keep me warm.
OLD MAN WATERFALL
I don't condone what Dr. Zoidberg did
but I'll fight tooth and nail for his
freedom to do it. Or I would if I hadn't
lost my teeth and nails on Mars and
Saturn respectively.
FRY
Wait, you're a lawyer? You're hired!
[Supreme Court. A hologram of Zoidberg appears on a table. The
Planet Express staff sit in the front row.]
FRY
You OK there in the embassy, Zoidberg?
HOLO-ZOIDBERG
No. There's no coaco marshmallows and
every night the rats eat a little more
of my foot.
BAILIFF
Oyez, oyez, oyez. All rise for the Honourable
Chief Justice, Myrtle Fu, and the associate
justices.
[Sal pulls in several heads in jars and the Chief Justice.]
MYRTLE FU
Counsel, you may address the court on
behalf of Earth, if you're ready.
HYPER-CHICKEN
I was hatched ready! Honourable judge
heads, yonder crawdad done ate up our
flag.
[He points at Zoidberg.]
HOLO-ZOIDBERG
I was doing freedom of speech. Earth's
most sacred right.
HYPER-CHICKEN
Your Honour, freedom of speech applies
to what comes out of a mouth. Not what
goes in.
O'CONNOR
Can counsel cite precedent?
HYPER-CHICKEN
Uh, yes darlin', I can. In "State Of
Alabama vs. Giant Space Iguana", chewin'
the corners off the constitution was
deemed "nonprotected speech".
SOUTER
He shut you up, O'Connor.
[He laughs.]
MYRTLE FU
Mr. Waterfall, you may now present arguments
on behalf of Dr. Zoidberg.
HOLO-ZOIDBERG
Oh, God, I'm nervous. Two of my three
hearts are having attacks.
[Bender laughs.]
BENDER
Court's kinda fun when it's not my ass
on the line! Nachos?
[He offers some around. Old Man Waterfall gets up.]
OLD MAN WATERFALL
Oh, land-o-Goshen! Your Honours, I'm
not some slick, big-city lawyer like
my opponent here. But I am a veteran
who has fought for his planet. You see
this hand of mine?
SCALIA
Yes, I do.
OLD MAN WATERFALL
No, you don't 'Cause I lost my real
hand plantin' the flag when we took
back Halley's Comet! Yet it was worth
it. So much do I love that flag. I
love it even more than I love my seven
wives. That's right, I'm a polygamist.
Yet I would gladly eat a flag myself,
had I not used my intestine as a rope
to hoist a flag made of my own skin,
if it would protect the freedoms of
the proud people who salute that flag.
Freedom such as polygamy. I rest my
case. Whoa, jeez!
MYRTLE FU
The justices and I will now confer using
high-speed telepathy. By a vote of
six to three, we find that flag eating
is not protected by the constitution.
[The court gasps.]
BENDER
Six to three? I beat the spread!
MYRTLE FU
The court orders an immediate public
apology.
HOLO-ZOIDBERG
Apology accepted. Just don't let it
happen again.
HERMES
She means you, you turkey of the sea!
HOLO-ZOIDBERG
Me? Apologise? Never! I came to this
planet to learn the meaning of freedom.
But I say it's you who should get a
nice lesson! So do your worst, because
no punishment could be worse than denying
my freedom.
MYRTLE FU
You are hereby sentenced to death.
HOLO-ZOIDBERG
Wait, let me finish!
[The court gasps.]
MYRTLE FU
Also, in a rare double-whammy decision,
the court finds polygamy constitutional.
[The court boos.]
OLD MAN WATERFALL
I can't wait to tell my husband!
[The court boos louder.]
[Outside Decapodian Embassy. DOOP soldiers, led by Zapp, stand
by the moat.]
ZAPP
Remember, men: Take him alive so there's
something left to kill.
[The troops use a battering ram on the door. The Ambassador and
Zoidberg run onto the balcony above.]
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
Stay back! This embassy is sovereign
mud of the mud planet Decapod 10. Invading
these mud premises is an act of war.
ZAPP
Yeah? Well what are you going to do
about it, Shrimp-y?
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
You wanna see, Mr. Big-Shot? Attack
Earth. Yes I know it's a schlep. Just
do it!
[The DOOP soldiers look up at the sky but nothing happens. Some
clear their throats. Eventually, several Decapodian ships come
screeching down from the sky. The ships have crustacean-like
pincer claws at the front.]
ZOIDBERG
Aha! Now the rubber band's on the other
claw!
ZAPP
Ready? Retreat!
[The soldiers run for it.]
[Washington D.C. Street. People run away as she ships swoop over
the top of them. One cuts the legs off the stilt people and another
grabs a ship and "eats" it. A third cuts the top off the Clinton
Monument.]
[Cut to: Outside Library of Congress. Fry, Leela and Bender run
inside, screaming, and shut the doors.]
PERSON
(from library) Sh!
[They scream quietly.]
[Cut to: Decapodian Embassy Balcony.]
ZOIDBERG
Deny my freedom, will you? Well we'll
do to you what we did to the Squash
Men of the Squash Planet! Squish them!
[He laughs.]
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
Charleston Chew?
ZOIDBERG
You bet!
[Washington D.C. Decapodian ships fly around, blowing things
up. The Nimbus flies over the White House.]
[Cut to: Nimbus Bridge. Zapp watches the mayhem on the viewscreen.]
ZAPP
Alright, Kif, let's show these freaks
what a bloated, runaway military budget
can do. Bring me the activation codes
for our global defence network.
KIF
(unenthusiastic) Aye, aye, sir.
[He drags a computer over to Zapp and it stretches his arm. Zapp
pushes a button.]
COMPUTER VOICE
Commence lip identification scan. No
tongue.
[The computer beeps and opens up. Zapp takes a disc out of it.]
ZAPP
We can't be too careful with these codes.
Rumour has it a double agent may be
aboard this very ship. I'm watching
you! You, ensign? What's your name?
[The ensign is a Decapodian wearing a wig, a DOOP uniform and
oven gloves over his claws. He salutes.]
"ENSIGN"
Hugh Man, sir!
ZAPP
Hugh Man? Now that's a name I can trust.
Run down to the central battle computer
and enter these codes. Chop, chop!
[The Decapodian takes the disc from Zapp and scuttles out.]
KIF
Um, sir? There's something about that
ensign that's--
ZAPP
You're damn right there is! That strapping
young lad's gunning for your job. And
he just might get it.
[Kif turns around and sees the Decapodian fly a small ship towards
a Decapodian ship on the viewscreen. He sighs.]
[The Decapodian ship flies towards the Nimbus with its claws
at the ready.]
[Cut to: Nimbus Bridge.]
ZAPP
The enemy approacheth! Lieutenant, fire
missile one and recommend me for another
medal. Make it gaudy, I'm going clubbing
later. Tick, tock!
KIF
Sir, all planetary defences have been
disabled. Perhaps the Decapodians acquired
our secret codes, somehow.
ZAPP
Well, Kif, stand by to take the blame.
Steady, steady ... now!
[Kif screams.]
[The Decapodian ship grabs the Nimbus and cuts it in half. The
front part falls towards the ground. Zapp and Kif scream. It
hits the ground.]
[Newspaper Headline: "Handsome Invaders Defeat Earth". A sub-headline
reads "Post Names New Editor" and a picture of a Decapodian.]
[Slave Camp. People are chained to each other by their ankles.
They pass buckets along the line and empty it on a big pile of
mud.]
LEELA
Dr. Zoidberg, how can you claim to love
freedom and then enslave all of Earth?
ZOIDBERG
Bah! Your planet doesn't deserve freedom
until it learns what it is to not have
freedom. It's a lesson, I say.
[A Decapodian soldier pinches Fry's chest with a pincer spear.]
FRY
Ow!
BENDER
What the hell is this dirt pile we're
building anyhow?
ZOIDBERG
None of your beeswax, slave! You'll
find out soon enough. Just focus on
globing that mud. (shouting) Glob!
[The slaves get back to work. Zoidberg and the soldiers leave.]
[Outside Capitol Building. Fry, Leela, Bender, Kif and Zapp sit
on the steps at night as Decapodian ships fly overhead. A banner
reading "Under New Management" has been hung over the door.]
FRY
I'm no good at being a slave. I'm thinking
about graduate school. Y'know? To become
a barber?
LEELA
This can't go on. Today is the day we
fight back!
BENDER
It's already 10 o'clock!
[Leela checks her watch.]
LEELA
Oh, you're right. Tomorrow is the day
we fight back.
ZAPP
Yeah? Well good luck, sister. All our
modern technology is useless.
BENDER
I know I am.
[He goes to sleep.]
FRY
Hey, wait! I'm having one of those things.
You know? A headache with pictures?
LEELA
An idea?
[Fry nods his head.]
[Museum Of Ancient Weaponry. A banner outside advertises "Nuns
And Nunchucks: Mother Teresa's Secret Arsenal". Inside, Fry,
Bender, Leela, Kif and Zapp pass the world's biggest rolling
pin, a spear (circa 2256), Dillinger's semi-automatic salad shooter,
and a sharkapult.]
FRY
Back in my day, we didn't have your
fancy all-digital weapons but we still
managed to kill each other just fine.
BENDER
Ah, the crossbow. A pitiless, elegant
killing machine. The Bender of the 15th
century.
FRY
Not big enough. We need something that
can take out an entire army. Something
you could commit a war crime with--
[He sees something and gasps. Leela, Kif, Zapp and Bender see
it too.]
BENDER
Wow! Ow!
[Park. Moivin gives a speech to the slaves from a stage. Zoidberg
stands to one side of him.]
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
Earth slaves, behold the fruit of your
labours: The Mobile Oppression Palace.
[A huge crab-like contraption with the mud from the day before
dumped on top of it scuttles behind the stage. The slaves gasp.]
BENDER
Neat!
[He takes a photo.]
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
I don't need to tell you that occupation
forces are expensive. But with the Mobile
Oppression Palace, a few dignitaries
can oppress your entire planet for pennies
a day. Warships, dismissed!
[The Decapodian ships turn skyward and fly away. The Mobile Oppression
Palace scuttles away from the park.]
[Cut to: Washington DC Street. It bashes down a sign for Johnson's
Collapsible Top Hats, squeezes and E-Z Squeeze Accordion sign
and tries to karate-chop a Hair King Unbreakable Combs sign.
It doesn't work. The Palace tries again three times but can't
break it so it just pushes the sign over. Old Man Waterfall runs
in front of the Palace waving Ol' Freebie.]
OLD MAN WATERFALL
Do your worst, you sea devils! I'll
make my stand with Ol' Freebie. You
can crush me but you can't crush my
spirit! Argh! My spirit!
[The Palace lifts its claw. Frieda Waterfall runs from the crowd
to Old Man Waterfall.]
FRIEDA WATERFALL
Great Grandpa, no! Another victim of
the mano-centric male-ocracy.
[Cut to: Park.]
ZOIDBERG
Ambassador Moivin, you killed my lawyer.
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
You're welcome.
ZOIDBERG
He defended my freedom when no-one else
would. He was a good and honourable
man.
[Cut to: Washington DC Street.]
OLD MAN WATERFALL
I request a Satanic funeral.
[The crowd boos.]
[Cut to: Park.]
ZOIDBERG
Is it possible that all this slavery
and oppression is shmutzing up our freedom
lesson?
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
Ah, take a pill, Zoidberg. (shouting)
Begin again with the crushing!
[Cut to: Washington D.C. Street. The Palace picks up a car and
throws it across at a crowd of people.]
[Cut to: Park.]
FRY
You haven't won yet, Moivin! You didn't
expect us to even go to a museum, much
less steal this ancient heat-seeking
missile.
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
I don't even know you.
[Fry presses a button. Behind some trees the heat-seeking missile
launches. It flies behind Fry, Leela and Bender towards the Mobile
Oppression Palace.]
[Cut to: Washington D.C. Street. The Decapodians on the balcony
scream.]
DECAPODIAN WOMAN
Oh, it's gonna make such a mess!
[The Palace ducks and the missile passes over it. It comes back
and flies around it a few times. The Decapodians sigh with relief.]
[Cut to: Park.]
AMBASSADOR MOIVIN
This is your secret plan? Meh! Heat-seeking
missiles are useless against the Mobile
Oppression Palace. All Decapodian technology
is cold-blooded, like us!
[The Palace closes in on a crowd of people.]
[Cut to: Washington D.C. Street. Zoidberg picks up the flag Old
Man Waterfall was holding.]
ZOIDBERG
All eyes on Zoidberg! Ew!
[He shakes the flag and the hand flies off. He takes Bender's
cigar.]
BENDER
Hey, I need that to smoke!
[Zoidberg sets fire to the flag. The crowd gasps. Zoidberg waves
the flag around, fanning the flames.]
FRY
Zoidberg, how could you? I used to think
you were cool.
ZOIDBERG
Wait! People of Earth, listen. Yes,
I'm desecrating a flag. But to preserve
the freedom it represents!
[He throws the flag like a javelin at the Mobile Oppression Palace.
The heat-seeking missile detects it and flies towards it. The
Decapodians scream and leap from the balcony. The Palace explodes
and splatters the crowd with mud. They cheer.]
LEELA
Zoidberg, you set us free! I feel like
I could stand to hug you! I can't, but
you know what I'm trying to say.
CROWD
(chanting) Zoidberg! Zoidberg! Zoidberg!
ZOIDBERG
Ah, if only they appreciated freedom
this much on my home planet. Wait a
second! They do! Because this is my
home planet.
[Outside capitol Building. Nixon gives a speech.]
NIXON
And now, to raise this beautiful new
flag, a red lobster that won't ruin
your dinner: Dr. John Zoidberg!
[Enter Zoidberg. The crowd cheers. The Secretary of Transportation
hands Zoidberg a new flag. He unfolds it.]
ZOIDBERG
You're a nice man, Nixon.
SCOOP CHANG
Dr. Zoidberg, how's about you take a
bite of the flag for tomorrow's papers?
ZOIDBERG
Oh, I couldn't.
NIXON
No, no, no, go ahead. You've earned
it!
ZOIDBERG
Well, maybe just a taste. Mmm! Now
that's a grand old flag! I wonder what
the Shroud of Turin tastes like.
THE END
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