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Can I use the gun?

For the last time, I don't like lilacs! Your 'first' wife was the one who liked lilacs! Bender, this is Fry's decision… and he made it wrong. So it's time for us to interfere in his life. 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!

And I'd do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. No! Don't jump! Fatal. I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography.

So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct?

Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Why would a robot need to drink? You mean while I'm sleeping in it?

  1. Why did you bring us here?

  2. Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers.

  3. I love you, buddy!

Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun!

Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away! Ah, computer dating. It's like pimping, but you rarely have to use the phrase "upside your head." What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! 'It is!' My precious torso!

  • I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan!

  • I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

  • We're rescuing ya.

I had more, but you go ahead. I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I'm still single? It's 'cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun? I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. You're going back for the Countess, aren't you? Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating.

We don't have a brig. Dear God, they'll be killed on our doorstep! And there's no trash pickup until January 3rd. And from now on you're all named Bender Jr. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle.

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? Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun!

Ask her how her day was. No argument here. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN!

Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? Oh, but you can. But you may have to metaphorically make a deal with the devil. And by "devil", I mean Robot Devil. And by "metaphorically", I mean get your coat.

Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There's only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo! Pansy. Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You'd think it would be something you'd have to freebase.

Morbo can't understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that's shaped like a man wearing a hat. Oh God, what have I done? We'll need to have a look inside you with this camera.

Tell her she looks thin. I'll get my kit! Good man. Nixon's pro-war and pro-family. Your best is an idiot! There's one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain!

Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. Why would a robot need to drink? No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don't own! Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year's costume?

Bender, I didn't know you liked cooking. That's so cute. I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! Pansy. Soon enough.

Can I use the gun?

For the last time, I don't like lilacs! Your 'first' wife was the one who liked lilacs! Bender, this is Fry's decision… and he made it wrong. So it's time for us to interfere in his life. 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!

And I'd do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. No! Don't jump! Fatal. I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography.