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    I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later.

    Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. No. We’re on the top. Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead.

    And why did ‚I‘ have to take a cab? THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! 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.

    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?

    Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers. Yeah, lots of people did. And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. Shut up and get to the point! Bender, quit destroying the universe!

    1. Why would I want to know that?
    2. And from now on you’re all named Bender Jr.
    3. I was all of history’s great robot actors – Acting Unit 0.8; Thespomat; David Duchovny!

    It must be wonderful.

    I love you, buddy! We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‚fixes‘ it… then perhaps gifts! No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don’t own!

    • These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are.
    • 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.
    • That’s not soon enough!

    My fellow Earthicans, as I have explained in my book ‚Earth in the Balance“, and the much more popular “Harry Potter and the Balance of Earth‘, we need to defend our planet against pollution. Also dark wizards. We don’t have a brig.

    Hello Morbo, how’s the family? We don’t have a brig. Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan!

    Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood! OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid. Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. Kids have names?

    I wish! It’s a nickel. And when we woke up, we had these bodies. No argument here. You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me! You are the last hope of the universe.

    Can I use the gun? Oh, you’re a dollar naughtier than most. I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool. You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM!

    Stop it, stop it. It’s fine. I will ‚destroy‘ you! I had more, but you go ahead. Oh God, what have I done? A sexy mistake. OK, this has gotta stop. I’m going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can.

    Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, „Straighten your pope hat.“ And „Put on your good vestments.“ You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal! Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file!

    I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though! Ummm…to eBay? Now what? Ah, the ‚Breakfast Club‘ soundtrack! I can’t wait til I’m old enough to feel ways about stuff!

    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. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock.

    Now what? Why did you bring us here? Oh, but you can. But you may have to metaphorically make a deal with the devil. And by „devil“, I mean Robot Devil. And by „metaphorically“, I mean get your coat.

    No argument here. Say what? I love you, buddy! That’s right, baby. I ain’t your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love anyone pretending to be him!