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Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! No, just a regular mistake. You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. Oh dear! She's stuck in an infinite loop, and he's an idiot! Well, that's love for you. Who's brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere?
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Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! If rubbin' frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don't wanna be right. Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. 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. Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man.
- Why yes! Thanks for noticing.
- No, I'm Santa Claus!
Lethal Inspection
That's the ONLY thing about being a slave. Soothe us with sweet lies. Your best is an idiot! And until then, I can never die? Why would I want to know that?
Why Must I Be a Crustacean in Love?
Ask her how her day was. I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! Why yes! Thanks for noticing. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I'm going to come back there and change your opinions manually! Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts!
- 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.
- Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You'd think it would be something you'd have to freebase.
- I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool.
- Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?
Bend Her
Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Say what? We'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go home. Throw her in the brig. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts!
Devil's Hands are Idle Playthings
It's toe-tappingly tragic! Michelle, I don't regret this, but I both rue and lament it. Can I use the gun?
Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts! That's not soon enough! Ok, we'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go ride the bumper cars. All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that's why I'm transferring to business school!
And from now on you're all named Bender Jr. Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You'd think it would be something you'd have to freebase. Now what? I'm Santa Claus!
Bender, you risked your life to save me! It may comfort you to know that Fry's death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels. Ugh, it's filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we're at it? I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died.
Yes! In your face, Gandhi! I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared… Hi, I'm a naughty nurse, and I really need someone to talk to. $9.95 a minute. Also Zoidberg. Professor, make a woman out of me.
Professor, make a woman out of me. Really?! No, I'm Santa Claus! We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.
I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. I daresay that Fry has discovered the smelliest object in the known universe! No! The cat shelter's on to me. Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You'd think it would be something you'd have to freebase.
Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! Say what? I'm Santa Claus!
OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can. Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun? Ooh, name it after me!
Fry, you can't just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? I'm sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in.
Shut up and get to the point! Ah, yes! John Quincy Adding Machine. He struck a chord with the voters when he pledged not to go on a killing spree. Shut up and get to the point! But existing is basically all I do! Kids have names? Bender, I didn't know you liked cooking. That's so cute.
Well I'da done better, but it's plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence. I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool. It's toe-tappingly tragic! Check it out, y'all. Everyone who was invited is here. Oh right. I forgot about the battle. Why yes! Thanks for noticing.
She also liked to shut up! Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on your good vestments." Hey, what kinda party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker. She also liked to shut up!
When the lights go out, it's nobody's business what goes on between two consenting adults. Hey, what kinda party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker. I'm sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in. It's toe-tappingly tragic!
Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? And then the battle's not so bad? Your best is an idiot! As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! It's a T. It goes "tuh".
The Runaway Bride
Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish. Saving the world with meals on wheels.
Silence in the Library
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 a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool.
- *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!
- Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time!
Doomsday
Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. 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. You hit me with a cricket bat.
The Rebel Flesh
I'm the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don't know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don't know why. They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens! 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? Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Saving the world with meals on wheels. 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.
- Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today.
- 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.
- No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness.
The Family of Blood
*Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! 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? *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself.
The Doctor Dances
I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish. I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself. 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.
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? I hate yogurt. It's just stuff with bits in. Saving the world with meals on wheels.
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 Doctor, and you are the Daleks! You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'! You hit me with a cricket bat. 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?'! Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time!
You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I'm the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don't know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don't know why. 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.
I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. 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. They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens! I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself.
I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me! Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! 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? 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.
You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? All I've got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? 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. All I've got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? 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?
I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens! 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? It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'!
You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat. 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? Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. 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. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'! Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish. I hate yogurt. It's just stuff with bits in.
Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. Did I mention we have comfy chairs? Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! 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.
I hate yogurt. It's just stuff with bits in. 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? You've swallowed a planet! Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. 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 the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don't know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don't know why. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Saving the world with meals on wheels. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! 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. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Did I mention we have comfy chairs? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?