Your best is an idiot! Do a flip! Who's brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. Bender?! You stole the atom.
Can we have Bender Burgers again? You won't have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you'll be doing. There, now he's trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors!
Look, last night was a mistake. Calculon is gonna kill us and it's all everybody else's fault! Daylight and everything. Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk!
Are you crazy? I can't swallow that. How much did you make me? Daylight and everything. And until then, I can never die?
So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct? Bender, hurry! This fuel's expensive! Also, we're dying! I daresay that Fry has discovered the smelliest object in the known universe! Guess again.
Good man. Nixon's pro-war and pro-family. Leela, Bender, we're going grave robbing. Good news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love! I love this planet! I've got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring.
Fry, we have a crate to deliver. We'll need to have a look inside you with this camera. Bender, we're trying our best. Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. You know, I was God once. Why would a robot need to drink? Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on your good vestments."
Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages! No! Don't jump! You can crush me but you can't crush my spirit! Bender, this is Fry's decision… and he made it wrong. So it's time for us to interfere in his life.
You know, I was God once. Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. You mean while I'm sleeping in it? Tell her she looks thin. We'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go home.
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? Take me to your leader!
Actually, that's still true. Pansy. You'll have all the Slurm you can drink when you're partying with Slurms McKenzie! No, she'll probably make me do it.
Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? Ask her how her day was. Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be.
You can see how I lived before I met you. Is today's hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? I'm a thing. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! I love this planet! I've got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring.
There, now he's trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Eeeee! Now say "nuclear wessels"! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Daddy Bender, we're hungry.
That's what it said on 'Ask Jeeves.' I care deeply for nature. That's why you always leave a note! He'll want to use your yacht, and I don't want this thing smelling like fish.
I'm a monster. It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Oh, you're gonna be in a coma, all right. Well, what do you expect, mother?
I hear the jury's still out on science. First place chick is hot, but has an attitude, doesn't date magicians. We just call it a sausage. Michael!
Whoa, this guy's straight? But I bought a yearbook ad from you, doesn't that mean anything anymore? I don't understand the question, and I won't respond to it. I don't criticize you! And if you're worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best defense.
Michael! Bad news. Andy Griffith turned us down. He didn't like his trailer. Get me a vodka rocks. And a piece of toast. I'm a monster. Whoa, this guy's straight?
Oh, you're gonna be in a coma, all right. First place chick is hot, but has an attitude, doesn't date magicians. What's Spanish for "I know you speak English?" Across from where? I'm a monster. Say goodbye to these, because it's the last time!
No! I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. We just call it a sausage. No! I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. I'm a monster. I've opened a door here that I regret.
Really? Did nothing cancel? Really? Did nothing cancel? I'm half machine. I'm a monster. Say goodbye to these, because it's the last time! He'll want to use your yacht, and I don't want this thing smelling like fish.
That's what it said on 'Ask Jeeves.' Guy's a pro. It's called 'taking advantage.' It's what gets you ahead in life. What's Spanish for "I know you speak English?"
Oh, you're gonna be in a coma, all right. I hear the jury's still out on science. I care deeply for nature. It's called 'taking advantage.' It's what gets you ahead in life.
Bad news. Andy Griffith turned us down. He didn't like his trailer. I care deeply for nature. Oh, you're gonna be in a coma, all right. Not tricks, Michael, illusions. Now, when you do this without getting punched in the chest, you'll have more fun.
Now, when you do this without getting punched in the chest, you'll have more fun. It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Say goodbye to these, because it's the last time! But I bought a yearbook ad from you, doesn't that mean anything anymore?
We just call it a sausage. No… but I'd like to be asked! No, I did not kill Kitty. However, I am going to oblige and answer the nice officer's questions because I am an honest man with no secrets to hide.
I don't criticize you! And if you're worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best defense. I'm a monster. First place chick is hot, but has an attitude, doesn't date magicians. Get me a vodka rocks. And a piece of toast.
Across from where? That's what it said on 'Ask Jeeves.' Really? Did nothing cancel? As you may or may not know, Lindsay and I have hit a bit of a rough patch. It's called 'taking advantage.' It's what gets you ahead in life.
I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me!
No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness. It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful? '! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me!
Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me! All I've got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me!
You know when grown-ups tell you 'everything's going to be fine' and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better? Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.
No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness. You know when grown-ups tell you 'everything's going to be fine' and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better? Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today.
Did I mention we have comfy chairs? No, I'll fix it. I'm good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I'm the Doctor. Don't call me the Rotmeister. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me!
No, I'll fix it. I'm good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I'm the Doctor. Don't call me the Rotmeister. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don't always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don't always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Annihilate? No. No violence. I won't stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I'm the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm - and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn't you?
Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. You hit me with a cricket bat. Saving the world with meals on wheels. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!
You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. You hit me with a cricket bat. All I've got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?
The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don't always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant. Did I mention we have comfy chairs?
You hit me with a cricket bat. I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'!
All I've got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.
Bring her forward! He hasn't got shit all over him. Well, how'd you become king, then? Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods. Burn her! Well, how'd you become king, then?
Shut up! And the hat. She's a witch! Well, I got better. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! I dunno. Must be a king. And the hat. She's a witch!
Oh, ow! We found them. I'm not a witch. Bring her forward!
Be quiet! Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! Who's that then? We shall say 'Ni' again to you, if you do not appease us. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.
I have to push the pram a lot. A newt? He hasn't got shit all over him. I'm not a witch. We want a shrubbery!!
Well, how'd you become king, then? Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Well, I didn't vote for you. Shut up! No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart. Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! Well, she turned me into a newt.
Camelot! Well, how'd you become king, then? Look, my liege! He hasn't got shit all over him. Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut's tropical!
How do you know she is a witch? Who's that then? You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits!
I dunno. Must be a king. Be quiet! Burn her anyway! Did you dress her up like this? Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed!
Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time!
I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time! Now, look here, my good man.
But you are dressed as one… What a strange person. No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she's got a wart. Why?
…Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? Well, she turned me into a newt. Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! I am your king. Did you dress her up like this? You don't vote for kings.
Be quiet! And the hat. She's a witch! Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.