The alien mothership is in orbit here. If we can hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.

 

 

 

 

Who are you, my warranty?! I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though! Fry, we have a crate to deliver. So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct? You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM!

You wouldn't. Ask anyway! Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There's only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo! Really?! One hundred dollars.

Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn't you just get me the death penalty?

I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. Hi, I'm a naughty nurse, and I really need someone to talk to. $9.95 a minute. I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun!

1. Bender, hurry! This fuel's expensive! Also, we're dying!
2. Well, thanks to the Internet, I'm now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence?
3. I could if you hadn't turned on the light and shut off my stereo.

Pansy.

File not found. Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages! But I know you in the future. I cleaned your poop. We'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go home.

• I'm just glad my fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day.
• Oh, I don't have time for this. I have to go and buy a single piece of fruit with a coupon and then return it, making people wait behind me while I complain.
• And until then, I can never die?

I wish! It's a nickel. 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! In your time, yes, but nowadays shut up! Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells.

But I've never been to the moon! Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun? Moving along… Take me to your leader!

Is the Space Pope reptilian!? Man, I'm sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor. For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. Negative, bossy meat creature!

Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! I just told you! You've killed me! I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool. Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? Bender, I didn't know you liked cooking. That's so cute.

We're also Santa Claus! Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on your good vestments." Good man. Nixon's pro-war and pro-family. Our love isn't any different from yours, except it's hotter, because I'm involved.

Ugh, it's filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we're at it? Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. Moving along… Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography.

I'm Santa Claus! I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. And then the battle's not so bad? Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? Ah, computer dating. It's like pimping, but you rarely have to use the phrase "upside your head."

You won't have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you'll be doing. Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory. File not found. Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose.

I love you, buddy! I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that. I don't want to be rescued. I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan!

And when we woke up, we had these bodies. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? There, now he's trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors!

Noooooo! Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle.