Time Keeps On Slippin

Fry · Leela:Those aren't swan boats. They're swans. / That explains these boat eggs.

Bubblegum Tate:Sweet Clyde, laugh derisively at him.

Professor Farnsworth:I may be an old man... In fact, I'm fairly sure I am...

Professor Farnsworth:They're only a foot high. / They're still young. Mere atomic superboys, really.

Hermes · Professor Farnsworth:Those destroyed an entire civili... / Good news, everyone.

Fry · Leela:Your face can take a lot of punishment. Good to know. / There's a lot about my face you don't know. You and it should get acquainted.

Leela:No, I mean, cool your jets... they're melting Bender's face.

Professor Farnsworth:The Trotters held a news conference to announce that I was a jive sucker.

Marv Albert:in what should be a by-the-numbers contest with no surprises whatsoever.

Announcer · Bubblegum Tate:That one grabbed his behindus. / Quiet! Who dares laugh at the Jesters of Dunk?

Bubblegum Tate:We came to terrify and humiliate you, not tickle your funny bones.

Announcer:He's showing us what a man with a cannon in his chest can do.

Professor Farnsworth:No showboating, you atomic hotdog.

Marv Albert:Surprisingly dull so far.

Bubblegum Tate:Also, what game were the refs watching?

Fry:Did everything just jump around? Or did my brain just stroke off there?

Professor Farnsworth:We're lurching forward in time... like a needle skipping on a record.

Amy:Is it my outfit?

Professor Farnsworth:Oops.

Bubblegum Tate:Now, on top of everything, we need a new fifth man.

Hermes:We're 35 points ahead with two minutes left. What could possibly...?

Marv Albert:Globetrotters win, 244-86. A dark day for humanity, folks.

Hermes · Bender:Now all the planets are gonna crack wise about our mamas. / I'm glad my fat mama isn't alive.

Professor Farnsworth:Enough about your promiscuous mom...

Bubblegum Tate:This chronological wang-dang-doodle could destroy the matrix of reality.

Professor Farnsworth · Bubblegum Tate:You're that Bubblegum Tate? / I sure ain't his grandma.

Professor Farnsworth:At this rate, by Tuesday it'll be Thursday. By Wednesday it'll be August. And by Thursday, it will be the end of existence as we know it.

Janitor:I have to ask you to clear out. The circus needs to set up for tomorrow's...

News Anchor:teen singer Wendy might be the... Won three Grammys last night... Found dead in her bathtub.

Professor Farnsworth:Interesting.

Professor Farnsworth:Not if you grant me the same liberty.

Bubblegum Tate:Shut up, turkey.

Bubblegum Tate:That sucker's shaking like fine booty.

Amy · Everyone:I hope you find out what's wrong before we skip my birthd... / Happy birthday, Amy.

Amy:I hope we all have as much fun tomorrow at my birth... What?

Fry:Because when we're together in here, baby, time will stand still.

Leela:does the worst W.C. Fields imitation I've ever seen. Zoidberg?

Leela:I love his boyish charm, but I hate his childishness.

Zoidberg:So he's not perfect. You don't wanna end up old and lonely like Zoidberg!

Fry:What's that funky jazz?

Professor Farnsworth · Bubblegum Tate:Let Bubblegum tell it. / Pretend these balls are time particles.

Amy:You are so smart.

Bubblegum Tate:Moving stars requires a bad-ass gravity pump.

Nixon's Head:We can't spend all of Earth's money every day.

Bubblegum Tate:A jim-jam this complex might take months or even...

Professor Farnsworth:Off you go, apparently.

Bubblegum Tate:Hello, lawsuit.

Leela:Moderately priced, non-vintage champagne? How did you know?

Leela:You're a man. I'm a woman. We're too different.

Fry:I got her champagne. What does a guy have to do?

Bubblegum Tate:Eighty-six the chump stuff. It's time to win Leela's heart with a showy, three-point romantic gesture.

Leela · Minister:there is absolutely, positively no way that you and I will ever... / man and wife. You may kiss the bride.

Fry:And hypnosis is for losers with big eyebrows.

Leela:The divorce is final.

Leela:I'll take the NFC helmets, and you can have the AFC.

Zoidberg:but you still have Zoidberg. You all still have Zoidberg.

Bubblegum Tate:I thought you knew that algebra was all razzmatazz. A Globetrotter always saves the good algebra for the final minutes.

Cubert:Stupid senior citizens! Why should we pay for their benefits? I deserve free money!

Curly Joe:An explosion big enough to destroy that mama would take out half the universe.

Sweet Clyde:You got to Globetrotter that explosion up a little. Make it an implosion.

Professor Farnsworth:I suppose I could part with one and still be feared.

Bubblegum Tate:Too late, hot plate.

Bubblegum Tate · Fry:But ask yourself, are you funky enough to be a Globetrotter? / Are you? / I mean, with time my funk level... / Are you? / No. / Deal with it.

Fry:My life, and, by extension, everyone else's, is meaningless.

Bubblegum Tate:Sorry, buddy. I too know what it's like to have a dream I'll never achieve.

Fry:That's how I did it. I moved the stars to write her a love note.

Fry · Leela:Did you see it? / The explosion? / No, not the explosion. / Then what? / Nothing.