Bendless Love

Hermes · Professor Farnsworth:I'm not reading that! Summarize it in one word. Sabotage.

Amy:That's not an L! Unless you count lowercase.

Leela:You know we don't!

Professor Farnsworth:Sweet lamprey of Santa Fe! My edge has been bent!

Hermes:My javelin too! It's ruined! Now we'll never beat Jupiter State!

Professor Farnsworth:Thank you for your sympathy, talking square of linoleum.

Fry:A bunch of stuff gets bent, so it must be the robot designed for bending.

Bender:You've seen me naked?

Leela:It was right next to Bathroom Bloopers Four.

Fry:Wait, there on the screen! It's that guy you are!

Amy:We've got robots on the ceiling.

Baby Bender:Mama.

Bender:Precocious little scamp, ain't I?

Hermes:He's a menace to every straight person in the company.

Strike protesters:No more bending, no more work Give us a raise, you big fat jerk

Don-bot:Yo! The mafia supports you! But don't tell no one! Spread the word!

Don-bot · Clamps:What if management is 'intragnizent'? In context, it's clear what you mean.

Clamps:In that case, Clamps may have a surprise for them. The clamps! Right?

Protester:They hire scabs at 10 times our wage!

Flexo:Sorry you got sent to that South American Turkish prison instead of me.

Bender:You bastard! They treated me like an animal! And that's what I became!

Bender:No, you're all right. Good to see you!

Angleene:Hello. Hey, you guys want to move that things?

Angleene:Hey, according to the Scab Handbook, that's inappropriate banter.

Professor Farnsworth:Haile H. Selassie!

Professor Farnsworth:Those delightful birds with their chirp, chirp and their tweet, tweet, splat.

Fry:I wish. It's a nickel.

Angleene:My legs are made of rubber.

Professor Farnsworth:Some say I'm robbing the cradle, but I say she's robbing the grave.

Elzar:It's got a nice profit margin. Bam!

Elzar:To celebrate, I'm gonna stick seven copies of my book on your bill.

Restaurant patron:Careful, that's a week old.

Bender:You degenerate hussy! I'm disappointed in you too, Angleene!

Bender:God, then it's worse than I think!

Bender:What I'm outraged by is your choice of wine!

Leela:Either that, or be a man.

Bender:show up as him and catch her two-timing me with myself.

Bender (as Flexo):Flexo, the fun-loving love machine fembots love to love.

Bender as Flexo:I'll have a fuzzy navel. She'll have the girliest drink in the house.

Bartender:I hope they can change a fortune.

Clamps:That cash should be slushing my fund and kicks-ing my back.

Clamps:I'm greasing up my whoozits!

Bender (as Flexo):Bender? That walking wuss factory?

Angleene:He may be a walking factory, but he is no wuss.

Bender (as Flexo):I recently upgraded my funk card.

Don-bot:The moral of the story is: If you want it to stay sunk, tie a weight to it!

Bender (as Flexo):Aw, shucks, thunder-buns. You make me feel like a million volts.

Angleene · Bender:You always were a kick in the teeth, man. / Aw, shucks, thunder-buns. You make me feel like a million volts.

Clamps:Don-bot, I don't think we should rely on an accident happening.

Angleene:Maybe I love you no matter who you're pretending to be!

Bender:Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that!

Flexo:Thanks, I appreciate that. Nah, I'm joshing you.

Clamps:Give the word and I'll drop this unbendable girder. Clamp-ka-bamp!

Clamps:Oh, that's gotta clamp.

Flexo:I'm yanking your chain. I'm dying.

Flexo:I'm yanking your chain. I'm dying.

Angleene:But I could never love anyone as much as you made me realize I love Flexo!

Bender:I don't know anything about lifting, so that just leaves us the one option.

Bender:Me too. Me too. Jerk.

Professor Farnsworth:a bend to a place where happiness is perpendicular to wonderment.

Professor Farnsworth:We all need a new angle on life

Professor Farnsworth:I try to get out, but they keep pulling me back in!

Professor Farnsworth:I'm sad now. It's fine.