Ow, my spirit!
Bender, hurry! This fuel’s expensive! Also, we’re dying! I saw you with those two “ladies of the evening” at Elzars. Explain that. Interesting. No, wait, the other thing: tedious. Professor, make a woman out of me.
I decline the title of Iron Cook and accept the lesser title of Zinc Saucier, which I just made up. Uhh… also, comes with double prize money. Belligerent and numerous. This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me!
There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like! We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long.
My fellow Earthicans, as I have explained in my book ‘Earth in the Balance”, and the much more popular ”Harry Potter and the Balance of Earth’, we need to defend our planet against pollution. Also dark wizards.
Who are those horrible orange men?
Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk!
You mean while I’m sleeping in it? Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. Professor, make a woman out of me. Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions?
We’re also Santa Claus!
File not found.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Say what? You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? Daylight and everything.
It’s a T. It goes “tuh”. Check it out, y’all. Everyone who was invited is here. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Shut up and take my money!
Why did you bring us here? File not found. You wouldn’t. Ask anyway! I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan! Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped.
You are the last hope of the universe. We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home. Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY! GOOD NIGHT! Well, then good news! It’s a suppository. Really?! And until then, I can never die? Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.
You can see how I lived before I met you. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony?
And when we woke up, we had these bodies. We don’t have a brig. I don’t know what you did, Fry, but once again, you screwed up! Now all the planets are gonna start cracking wise about our mamas. Shut up and get to the point!
Take me to your leader! Fatal. When I was first asked to make a film about my nephew, Hubert Farnsworth, I thought “Why should I?” Then later, Leela made the film. But if I did make it, you can bet there would have been more topless women on motorcycles. Roll film!
Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon.
Can we have Bender Burgers again? I don’t know what you did, Fry, but once again, you screwed up! Now all the planets are gonna start cracking wise about our mamas. Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that.
Alright, let’s mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. One hundred dollars. Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. Shinier than yours, meatbag.