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A Fishful of Dollars

Throw her in the brig. Hello Morbo, how’s the family? No. We’re on the top. Hey! I’m a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think?

The Luck of the Fryrish

Yes, I saw. You were doing well, until everyone died. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! Is the Space Pope reptilian!? Hey, tell me something. You’ve got all this money. How come you always dress like you’re doing your laundry?

Attack of the Killer App

No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Bender, we’re trying our best. Good man. Nixon’s pro-war and pro-family. Actually, that’s still true. It’s a T. It goes “tuh”.

Brannigan, Begin Again

Throw her in the brig. Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry’s worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them.

  1. You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM!
  2. Our love isn’t any different from yours, except it’s hotter, because I’m involved.
The Honking

Yes, if you make it look like an electrical fire. When you do things right, people won’t be sure you’ve done anything at all. 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. No argument here.

A Clone of My Own

I just told you! You’ve killed me! Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! Fatal.

Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? Soon enough. Who are those horrible orange men?

Of all the friends I’ve had… you’re the first. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! What kind of a father would I be if I said no?

No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that’s it. You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit! I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool. Oh, you’re a dollar naughtier than most.