You lived before you met me?!

It’s a T. It goes « tuh ». We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.

Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN!

Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence.

Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers.

1. Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun?
2. Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets!
3. You are the last hope of the universe.

I wish! It’s a nickel.

Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’? Bender, you risked your life to save me! Ow, my spirit! I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan! Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head.

• Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets!
• 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.
• Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it?

You are the last hope of the universe. Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it? Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file!

But I’ve never been to the moon! Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression! Hey, guess what you’re accessories to. Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!

Actually, that’s still true. Bender, you risked your life to save me! That’s right, baby. I ain’t your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love anyone pretending to be him! Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, « Straighten your pope hat. » And « Put on your good vestments. »

Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head. OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid. Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’? For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs!

Oh, I think we should just stay friends. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?

It’s a T. It goes « tuh ». Negative, bossy meat creature! Who are you, my warranty?! Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. Also he got a race car. Is any of this getting through to you?

Moving along… Meh. Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography. And from now on you’re all named Bender Jr. Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory.

We don’t have a brig. Yes. You gave me a dollar and some candy. Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file! Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.

I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! There’s one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain!

Good man. Nixon’s pro-war and pro-family. Okay, it’s 500 dollars, you have no choice of carrier, the battery can’t hold the charge and the reception isn’t very… Take me to your leader! Ow, my spirit!

Look, last night was a mistake. You lived before you met me?! For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. Why yes! Thanks for noticing. I wish! It’s a nickel.