Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it.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!In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms.
These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are. Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball's in Farnsworth's court!
Bender, quit destroying the universe! With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun! Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets? That could be 'my' beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing.
You won't have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you'll be doing. Why would I want to know that? Okay, I like a challenge. And remember, don't do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don't not do it!
Who are those horrible orange men? Bender, this is Fry's decision… and he made it wrong. So it's time for us to interfere in his life. No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don't own!
And why did 'I' have to take a cab? A true inspiration for the children. And I'd do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. 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?
And I'd do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. Oh Leela! You're the only person I could turn to; you're the only person who ever loved me.
Oh right. I forgot about the battle. Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file! Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers. 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.
You know, I was God once. You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites? Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms.
You mean while I'm sleeping in it? Eeeee! Now say "nuclear wessels"! We don't have a brig. Bender, this is Fry's decision… and he made it wrong. So it's time for us to interfere in his life. Oh, I always feared he might run off like this. Why, why, why didn't I break his legs?
Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? That's the ONLY thing about being a slave. Noooooo! We're also Santa Claus! There's no part of that sentence I didn't like!
Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. Calculon is gonna kill us and it's all everybody else's fault! Bender, being God isn't easy. If you do too much, people get dependent on you, and if you do nothing, they lose hope. You have to use a light touch. Like a safecracker, or a pickpocket.