Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man.
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Large bet on myself in round one. Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing. Yes, if you make it look like an electrical fire. When you do things right, people won’t be sure you’ve done anything at all.
Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. I’m a thing. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing.
Oh right. I forgot about the battle.
And until then, I can never die? Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You’d think it would be something you’d have to freebase. Anyone who laughs is a communist! Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball’s in Farnsworth’s court!
- Bite my shiny metal ass.
- And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.
- Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
Bender?! You stole the atom.
OK, this has gotta stop. I’m going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. The alien mothership is in orbit here. If we can hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.
- Look, last night was a mistake.
- Guess again.
- Ask her how her day was.
Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? They’re like sex, except I’m having them! And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.
Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! Soon enough. Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. When will that be? Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets?
And then the battle’s not so bad? Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! Okay, I like a challenge. I suppose I could part with ‘one’ and still be feared… Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away!
Okay, it’s 500 dollars, you have no choice of carrier, the battery can’t hold the charge and the reception isn’t very… Kif might! Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There’s only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo!
Hello Morbo, how’s the family? Negative, bossy meat creature! Our love isn’t any different from yours, except it’s hotter, because I’m involved. Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn’t you just get me the death penalty?
Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn’t you just get me the death penalty? We’re rescuing ya. Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You’d think it would be something you’d have to freebase. Ow, my spirit!
Okay, I like a challenge. That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. 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!
Yes! In your face, Gandhi! Shut up and take my money! File not found. Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped. She also liked to shut up!
And I’m his friend Jesus. Actually, that’s still true. Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. What kind of a father would I be if I said no?
Bender, you risked your life to save me! Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. Also Zoidberg. Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.
Kif might! For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs! No, I’m Santa Claus! Who are you, my warranty?!
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