Yes! In your face, Gandhi!

And when we woke up, we had these bodies. Why did you bring us here? OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can. Fatal.

I've got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I'm going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now 'I'' have to pay ''them'! Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay!

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.

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. Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?

1. And I'd do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.
2. I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool.
3. Bender, hurry! This fuel's expensive! Also, we're dying!

All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that's why I'm transferring to business school!

You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who's gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet. Fatal. I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

• Ow, my spirit!
• I had more, but you go ahead.
• No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that's it.

Bender, I didn't know you liked cooking. That's so cute. I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared… You mean while I'm sleeping in it? Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood!

Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I'm going to come back there and change your opinions manually! We're rescuing ya. I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him.

No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don't own! Oh sure! Blame the wizards! Okay, I like a challenge. Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on your good vestments."

Fry! Stay back! He's too powerful! Fatal. Daylight and everything. Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?!

Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Bender, hurry! This fuel's expensive! Also, we're dying!

Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. Fry, you can't just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. A sexy mistake. I've got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I'm going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now 'I'' have to pay ''them'!

Stop! Don't shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression! I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. Your best is an idiot! Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts!

Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts! It must be wonderful. Negative, bossy meat creature! Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock. Oh, I don't have time for this. I have to go and buy a single piece of fruit with a coupon and then return it, making people wait behind me while I complain.

Ooh, name it after me! Soon enough. We're rescuing ya. You've killed me! Oh, you've killed me! Bender, hurry! This fuel's expensive! Also, we're dying! Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away!

Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory.

Alright, let's mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything. Good news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love!

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