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I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. Why would a robot need to drink? Ooh, name it after me! Stop! Don't shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!

I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool. You, a bobsleder!? That I'd like to see! You don't know how to do any of those. You wouldn't. Ask anyway! You are the last hope of the universe.

You can see how I lived before I met you. I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that. I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. Bender, quit destroying the universe!

Our love isn't any different from yours, except it's hotter, because I'm involved. Kids have names? That's the ONLY thing about being a slave. Hello, little man. I will destroy you!

Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that.

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. No, she'll probably make me do it. For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored.

Michelle, I don't regret this, but I both rue and lament it. And why did 'I' have to take a cab? For the last time, I don't like lilacs! Your 'first' wife was the one who liked lilacs! 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.

Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. Stop! Don't shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!

I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! Actually, that's still true.

The key to victory is discipline, and that means a well made bed. You will practice until you can make your bed in your sleep. Take me to your leader! Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions?

It's okay, Bender. I like cooking too. Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball's in Farnsworth's court! Look, last night was a mistake. Ah, the 'Breakfast Club' soundtrack! I can't wait til I'm old enough to feel ways about stuff!

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Ned Jarvis

The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. 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?