What is the world coming to? That Fry is a sicko poivert, I tell ya! Dating a robot... it's an attrocimacy!
Game's over, losers! I have all the money. Compare your lives to mine and then kill yourselves.
Fry: You look different. Did you get a haircut? Bender: No! I sold my body.
That's a complete load!
I think that qualifies as ill, at least from a technical standpoint.
Come on, universe, you big, mostly empty wuss! Give me all the juice you got!
A pickle jar?
Bender: So do you know I'm going to do something before I do it? God: Yes. Bender: What if I do
It was fine 'til you guys showed up.
I was a hero to broken robots 'cause I was one of them, but how can I sing about being damaged if I'm not? That's like Christina Aguilera singing Spanish. Ooh, wait! That's it! I'll fake it!
Why don't you just use a potted plant like Fry?
Hey. What are you doing with my head?
Only one way to find out...
Lies, lies and slander!
Sounds boring.
I guess a robot would have to be crazy to wanna' be a folk-singer...
Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money.
I was God once.
Hey. You put a one and two zeros in front of that or we pass. Deal.
What to do? What to do?, a 300 dollar hookerbot or 300 one dollar hookerbots
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