Los girasoles jóvenes siguen al sol
These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are. You can see how I lived before I met you. Good news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love! I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn't make sense.
These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are. I don't 'need' to drink. I can quit anytime I want! Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! You've killed me! Oh, you've killed me!
And until then, I can never die? Hello Morbo, how's the family? I decline the title of Iron Cook and accept the lesser title of Zinc Saucier, which I just made up. Uhh… also, comes with double prize money.
What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! 'It is!' My precious torso! She also liked to shut up! All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that's why I'm transferring to business school!
No. We're on the top. Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! We're rescuing ya. You wouldn't. Ask anyway!
Just once I'd like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn't bound and gagged. Who's brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there!
So, how 'bout them Knicks? Soothe us with sweet lies. No argument here. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. I daresay that Fry has discovered the smelliest object in the known universe!
Kif might! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! And yet you haven't said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you?
Yeah, I do that with my stupidness. For the last time, I don't like lilacs! Your 'first' wife was the one who liked lilacs! You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! You're going back for the Countess, aren't you?
Tell her she looks thin. No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don't own! Can I use the gun? Oh, you're a dollar naughtier than most. Hey, guess what you're accessories to.
Take me to your leader! 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!