We don’t have a brig.
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Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! It’s a T. It goes “tuh”. Negative, bossy meat creature! And then the battle’s not so bad?
And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab? Ummm…to eBay? Of all the friends I’ve had… you’re the first. Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me.
No, just a regular mistake.
That’s the ONLY thing about being a slave. I’m a thing. Yeah, I do that with my stupidness. Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets?
- Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry’s worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them.
- I’ll get my kit!
- When will that be?
Take me to your leader!
Oh, I think we should just stay friends. I love you, buddy! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon.
- Look, last night was a mistake.
- I can explain. It’s very valuable.
- She also liked to shut up!
Of all the friends I’ve had… you’re the first. When the lights go out, it’s nobody’s business what goes on between two consenting adults. Your best is an idiot! You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit!
Anyone who laughs is a communist! You won’t have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you’ll be doing. Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood!
Meh. And when we woke up, we had these bodies. You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites? Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You’d think it would be something you’d have to freebase.
No. We’re on the top. Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? Who are you, my warranty?! Is today’s hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab?
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. No, I’m Santa Claus! Stop it, stop it. It’s fine. I will ‘destroy’ you! Yes, I saw. You were doing well, until everyone died.
Oh, I always feared he might run off like this. Why, why, why didn’t I break his legs? Fatal. We’re also Santa Claus! Good man. Nixon’s pro-war and pro-family. Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file!
This opera’s as lousy as it is brilliant! Your lyrics lack subtlety. You can’t just have your characters announce how they feel. That makes me feel angry! Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.
You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me! And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. Now what? We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. No, she’ll probably make me do it.
Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood! Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. It’s a T. It goes “tuh”.
You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! Uh, is the puppy mechanical in any way? We’re rescuing ya. So, how ‘bout them Knicks?
With gusto. One hundred dollars. Ah, the ‘Breakfast Club’ soundtrack! I can’t wait til I’m old enough to feel ways about stuff! 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!
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