Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. Yes! In your face, Gandhi! Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory.

You, a bobsleder!? That I'd like to see! Is that a cooking show? I don't 'need' to drink. I can quit anytime I want! Oh, I always feared he might run off like this. Why, why, why didn't I break his legs?

Bender, I didn't know you liked cooking. That's so cute. You mean while I'm sleeping in it? Daylight and everything. I'm a thing. Good news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love!

I love this planet! I've got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring. I love you, buddy! I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! I meant 'physically'. Look, perhaps you could let me work for a little food? I could clean the floors or paint a fence, or service you sexually?

We're also Santa Claus! Just once I'd like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn't bound and gagged. Hello Morbo, how's the family? What are their names? Take me to your leader! But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver.