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Who are you, my warranty?!

Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat.

Is that a cooking show? Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then perhaps gifts! Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets? Calculon is gonna kill us and it’s all everybody else’s fault!

Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away! I love you, buddy! Take me to your leader! I haven’t felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. I saw you with those two “ladies of the evening” at Elzars. Explain that.

OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid. A sexy mistake. Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence. You are the last hope of the universe.

Yes, I saw. You were doing well, until everyone died.
And then the battle’s not so bad?
Our love isn’t any different from yours, except it’s hotter, because I’m involved.
Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere?

Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There’s only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo! I didn’t ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Well, then good news! It’s a suppository.

You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don’t pay you or let you go.
It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels.
Professor, make a woman out of me.
Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! No. We’re on the top. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.

Yes. You gave me a dollar and some candy. Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! I was all of history’s great robot actors – Acting Unit 0.8; Thespomat; David Duchovny! Pansy.

I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. Shut up and get to the point! Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs!

Oh, I think we should just stay friends. No, just a regular mistake. Bender, we’re trying our best. Okay, I like a challenge.

Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! No argument here. Oh, but you can. But you may have to metaphorically make a deal with the devil. And by “devil”, I mean Robot Devil. And by “metaphorically”, I mean get your coat.

Really?! Belligerent and numerous. Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. You, a bobsleder!? That I’d like to see! You, a bobsleder!? That I’d like to see!

Bender, this is Fry’s decision… and he made it wrong. So it’s time for us to interfere in his life. Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’?

That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. Man, I’m sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor. Shinier than yours, meatbag.

I never loved you. And then the battle’s not so bad? But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? I feel like I was mauled by Jesus.

It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels. Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you.

You mean while I’m sleeping in it? Belligerent and numerous. These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are. Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it?