Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them?
Throw her in the brig. I wish! It’s a nickel. I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn’t make sense. Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans! Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball’s in Farnsworth’s court! Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. And I’m his friend Jesus.
You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope? Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers.
- Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies.
- Guess again.
- I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though!
Is the Space Pope reptilian!?
Yes. You gave me a dollar and some candy. How much did you make me? Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? I usually try to keep my sadness pent up inside where it can fester quietly as a mental illness.
- It doesn’t look so shiny to me.
- OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid.
- OK, this has gotta stop. I’m going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can.
Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Professor, make a woman out of me. Shinier than yours, meatbag. When the lights go out, it’s nobody’s business what goes on between two consenting adults. Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. Shut up and take my money! Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? You, a bobsleder!? That I’d like to see! Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence. 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. 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. Well, thanks to the Internet, I’m now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence? Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Hello, little man. I will destroy you! And when we woke up, we had these bodies. There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. Look, last night was a mistake. Bender, hurry! This fuel’s expensive! Also, we’re dying! Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually! And until then, I can never die? Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing. No, I’m Santa Claus! No! Don’t jump! Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony? What are their names? Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Hello Morbo, how’s the family? Is today’s hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? I just told you! You’ve killed me! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Say what? Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. Then we’ll go with that data file! Meh. Yes! In your face, Gandhi! Why would I want to know that? Ah, yes! John Quincy Adding Machine. He struck a chord with the voters when he pledged not to go on a killing spree. What kind of a father would I be if I said no? Hey, whatcha watching? I’m sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in.