The Deep South

Hermes:Dream on! I want to put him in a sack, toss the sack in the river... and hurl the river into space.

Hermes:But I like filling out requisitions. And these were some doozies!

Hermes:Great Jah's dreadlocks! There's been a mix-up.

Professor:Seems the logical place for fish to congregate!

Bender:Falcon, this is Blue Raven. The goose has nested.

Bender:Guess what you're accessories to? The sun, the sea air, good friends.

Fry:Oh, yeah? I once caught a fish this big.

Leela · Amy:Harpoon my ass! Okay!

Zoidberg:These sardines, for example, are bland and tasteless.

Zoidberg:Very, very juicy.

Fry:I don't believe this! It's eating my bait! Beat it, you mooching crawdad!

Bender · Fry:I can hit a fish between the eyes from 20 yards. Yeah? I can hit a shrimp!

Bender:So, this is where you shop for your boots!

Leela:A couple more of those and you'll have yourself a fish stick.

Zoidberg:My small intestine. Bingo!

Amy:What you need is this fish pheromone. The most potent aphrodisiac known to fishkind.

Fish:I am so into you!

Fry · Bender:Bender, I just caught a fish this big! Quit exaggerating!

Fry:If I'm not gonna catch a fish, I might as well not catch a big fish.

Bender:There. Like most problems, this one can be solved with bending.

Bender · Leela:Then, why do I have to be careful? It belonged to my grandmother.

Zoidberg:My Manwich!

Zoidberg:I wasn't wearing it. I was eating it!

Amy · Leela:What happened to my parasol? It wasn't here when I took your umbrella.

Professor:Sweet zombie Jesus! It's huge!

Leela:Well, at least I'll die with my friends. Hello?

Professor:How many atmospheres can the ship withstand? It's a spaceship, so I'd say anywhere between zero and one.

Bender:What's that? Is someone bending girders?

Bender:Tempers are wearing thin. Let's hope some robot doesn't kill everybody!

Bender:I suggest a nice lobster Zoidberg. I mean lobster Newburg. I mean Dr. Zoidberg.

Professor:Not necessarily. This is a chance for Fry to test my experimental anti-pressure pill.

Fry · Professor:I can't swallow that! Well, then, good news! It's a suppository.

Zoidberg:Look at me! I'm Dr. Zoidberg, homeowner!

Bender:The laws of science be a harsh mistress.

Bender:Okay. But I'm not carrying it upstairs.

Zoidberg:Then how about lending your old pal Zoidberg a few bucks, Mr. Millionaire.

Fry · Leela:A mermaid! You think you saw a mermaid? No, I did see a mermaid. She was wearing a tube top... and she had a scaly tail, and hair extensions.

Professor · Fry:Fry is suffering from ocean madness. Every time something good happens to me, you say it's madness. Or I'm drunk. Or I ate too much candy.

Hermes:He may have ocean madness, but that's no excuse for ocean rudeness.

Fry:Thanks. They're called pants.

Fry:Sure, sometimes it falls from the sky. And sometimes it doesn't.

Fry:Yep! We call them land sea lions. I tame them.

Amy:In the event of emergency, my ass can be used as flotation device.

Bender:Bend me! Dude! An ancient sunken city!

Professor:It is! It's the fabled lost city of Atlanta!

Professor:This is uncomfortable and humiliating! Now, if they could put it in the form of a suppository...

Fry:I think it was just an airport. They had a place to buy nuts.

Colonel:Normally, yes. But the caffeine really sped things up.

Bender:She's right. Sure they got the Braves, but it's a third-rate symphony.

Fry:Realize it? I don't even understand it!

Fry:Sorry, I'm trying to join the country club.

Hermes · Professor · Zoidberg · Bender:How did this happen? That's a good question! So that's where I left my cigar. That just raises further questions!

Hermes:That just raises further questions!

Fry:I'm a little confused too! How do I... you know, with the tail and all?

Fry:Why couldn't she be the other kind of mermaid... with fish part on top, and lady part on bottom?

Fry:Turns out I loved her, but I wasn't in love with her.

Official:Wait! This is no record! Give me back that check! I'm giving it to some giant orphans.

Fish:Hey, I'm trying to sleep in here!

Fish:Hail Atlanta!