Parasites Regained

Unknown · Leela:Is your dog friendly - or just ugly? - Very friendly! But, he's not a dog.

Unknown announcer:Tonight's winning number was approximately six.

Fry:Don't most pets eat at home and poop outside, like college students?

Bender · Leela:So, that's why you never clean it! Uh, right.

Bender:I don't do subtitles. When I go to the movies, I don't wanna have to look up from my phone.

Leela · Nibbler:Nibbler! You can talk! You always forget I can talk. Nibbler! You can talk!

Bender · Leela:Although I wasn't crazy about that big floating head. It was the best thing in the movie! No, no. The one in front of me, blocking my view.

Nibbler · Fry:What's a 2x3x5 letter name for a 3x23x29 number name for a movie featuring a 1x4x9 object? Easy. A Space Odyssey.

Leela · Nibbler:Nibbler, you really are my BFF. My best furry friend. Too corny?

Nibbler:Merely a hairball. I'm perfectly... [collapses]

Zoidberg:Without treatment, he'll be left with the IQ of a terrier. A Boston terrier.

Zoidberg:What is it... Sorry. Ivermectin. It's a powerful dewormer, okay? Now, if you're done interrupting, we're finished. Thank you... I! Wasn't! Finished!

Zoidberg:No. That's not all. Let me finish speaking for once. [continues] I! Wasn't! Finished!

Fry · Leela:My mom always hid my medicine in something yummy. Like paste. That's sad and dumb.

Fry:I love that game! You know, there's a trick to winning. Always be X.

Nibbler:Make it American. In individual plastic-wrapped slices.

Leela:I don't know, little Fuzzler.

Professor:Oh good, you're already crying.

Leela:It's from his ancestral pooping grounds.

Professor · Amy:You must shrink down and battle the worms... face-to-face! Really? That sounds gross. Oh my, yes. And dangerous. Oh my, yes!

Amy · Professor:At least it's dead simple. That's where you're wrong!

Professor:By reversing the lens, it becomes an all-new kind of ray that keeps things the same size.

Amy · Professor:And this track? Track? Oh, right! It came with the set.

Bender · Amy:Amy, shove it! No! You shove it! Oh. You mean this thing.

Hermes:My Manwich!

Leela:Maybe we can eat those weird pygmy hyena moles. Ow!

Amy:Orange sparklies? Zoidberg's going to bedazzle his lungs!

Zoidberg:They're coming, why not. Who's coming? I don't know. Maybe those guys?

Fry · Beetle leader:Hang on a sec! I'm taking a whiz. At least one of you has manners.

Beetle · Bender · Beetle:We are beetles. Ah, of course. Dung beetles. It is pronounced Doong. The G is almost silent.

Beetle:Welcome to the world of Doon... g.

Beetle · Fry:Could he be the Kwiznos Cadillach? Nope.

Beetle:The sun grows hot, and my deodorant grows weak.

Beetle server:Can I offer anyone some spit? We have flat and sparkling.

Zoidberg · Beetle:That's what Zoidberg snorted. Does that make me cool? Absolutely not!

Beetle · Narlo:Like Narlo here. Dude, I feel like I'm spinning...

Nibbler:Not the cone of shame!

Beetle shaman:I see the way. And I have a serious craving for frosting.

Beetle shaman · Amy:Make a right at the large sand mound, then a left at the medium-sized mound. After the fifth mound, you'll see a mound. So many mounds!

Beetle:One wrong mound means certain death. Or just take the roach-thopter.

Beetle leader:Bilgar is our second-best guide. Our best guide got eaten by a sandworm.

Bilgar · Fry:Whatever you do, do not walk like a Doong beetle. Oops!

Bender · Bilgar:Every living creature here is a total barf bag! Uh, n-no offense, Bilgar.

Leela · Bilgar:These little crawly guys are cute. Hello, friends. That's the worst one of all!

Fry:Hey, you know my grandfather was a pounder. Hey, I guess that makes me a quarter-pounder.

Leela · Fry:Or at least a substantial butt!? Sorry, guys, I'm a flatty.

Zoidberg:Hey! Don't bogart that glitter!

Fry · Bender · Amy:A tasty wienerschnitzel? A funny monkey? Sandstorm!

Bender:They call me the two-ton Fred Astaire. The jitterbug? The litter bug!

Fry · Worm leader:I know you. You're those worms that used to live in my tum-tum. Only you made me smarter. I'll take your word for it.

Bender:Good job... knot!

Unknown:Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a turd! It's Nibbler!

Leela · Nibbler:How dumb are you on a scale of one to Fry? I can't even count that high anymore.

Beetle:It shows him with blonde hair and blue eyes, but the rest is spot on.

Bender · Nibbler:Really? 'Cause I'm seeing poop. Open your minds and see as I see.

Beetle · Nibbler:It's pronounced doong. Uh, sorry, Messiah. Keep going.

Nibbler:And that in itself is blutier... Um, uh, boo-too-poo-pool. Pretty.

Nibbler:I can no longer predict the ending of an M. Night Shyamalan movie.

Nibbler:Though my mental, uh, brain may deteriorate, I will always look back on what we had with... big happy. And you is... be my buddy and... so, so... itchy.

Fry:You wanna blow your nose on my shirt?

Zoidberg:I can smell sound. Fry's singing stinks up the whole apartment.

Fry:♪ I feel a song coming on! ♪

Worm:Oh, that is gross, man!

Amy:That's too many levels! We've gotta kill those mites!

Zoidberg · Bender:Bender, stop! It's me, Zoidberg! Sorry! I can't hear your screams over the tapping!