I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! That's the ONLY thing about being a slave. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are.

Leela, Bender, we're going grave robbing. Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. Good news, everyone! There's a report on TV with some very bad news! What's with you kids? Every other day it's food, food, food. Alright, I'll get you some stupid food.

Why not indeed! No, I'm Santa Claus! I found what I need. And it's not friends, it's things. Oh dear! She's stuck in an infinite loop, and he's an idiot! Well, that's love for you. I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died.

1. Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of 'will'?

2. Oh God, what have I done?

3. Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose.

Ow, my spirit! What are their names? Moving along… 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.

That's the ONLY thing about being a slave. Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? I was all of history's great robot actors - Acting Unit 0.8; Thespomat; David Duchovny!

1. Kif might!

2. I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy!

3. I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there!

Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. Ah, the 'Breakfast Club' soundtrack! I can't wait til I'm old enough to feel ways about stuff! What are their names? I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that.

I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn't make sense. Bite my shiny metal ass. I've got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I'm going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now 'I'' have to pay ''them'!

A true inspiration for the children. You mean while I'm sleeping in it? If rubbin' frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don't wanna be right. But existing is basically all I do! Actually, that's still true.