She also liked to shut up!
Oh God, what have I done? Ok, we'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go ride the bumper cars. Alright, let's mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew.
Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You'd think it would be something you'd have to freebase. I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger.
You're going back for the Countess, aren't you?
Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? You guys go on without me! I'm going to go… look for more stuff to steal! So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct?
- You lived before you met me?!
- 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!
- I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy!
Yeah, I do that with my stupidness.
Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! Noooooo! Kids don't turn rotten just from watching TV. I usually try to keep my sadness pent up inside where it can fester quietly as a mental illness.
- Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be.
- 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.
- A true inspiration for the children.
Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Why yes! Thanks for noticing. I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died.
But I've never been to the moon! You lived before you met me?! Ok, we'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go ride the bumper cars. Ask her how her day was.
Well, then good news! It's a suppository. Check it out, y'all. Everyone who was invited is here. You mean while I'm sleeping in it? 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.
Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn't you just get me the death penalty? Ummm…to eBay? Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Can we have Bender Burgers again? With gusto.
No, she'll probably make me do it. No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that's it. Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away! No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires!
Hey, what kinda party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker. Fetal stemcells, aren't those controversial? Meh. With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun!
And why did 'I' have to take a cab? We don't have a brig. Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood! Noooooo! Why would I want to know that?
Throw her in the brig. No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that's it. Is that a cooking show? Throw her in the brig. Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file!
We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY! GOOD NIGHT! What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! 'It is!' My precious torso! Are you crazy? I can't swallow that.
Isn't it true that you have been paid for your testimony? Fry, we have a crate to deliver. I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared…
Bender, being God isn't easy. If you do too much, people get dependent on you, and if you do nothing, they lose hope. You have to use a light touch. Like a safecracker, or a pickpocket. Bender, quit destroying the universe!