Rebirth

Hypnotist:Futurama had never been cancelled by idiots, then brought back by bigger idiots.

Fry:except no one drew magic-marker penises on my forehead

Professor:tender display of tonguesmanship

Hermes:Sweet coincidence of Port-au-Prince, we're back at Earth!

Professor:Yes, it's sort of a Comedy Central Channel.

Leela:We've lost power to the forward gameboy. Mario not responding!

Bender:Also mine has airconditioning.

Professor:I sublibed with only trivial braindabglid

Professor:Right here behind this horrorcloth.

Professor:Move over God! Prepare for rebirth.

Professor:Wrong switch.

Professor:Come on stem cells, work your astounding scientific nonsense.

Professor:Besides, these are adult stem cells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stem cells.

Hermes:O' man, I'm dripping with placenta. Good thing it's casual Friday.

Hermes:Eh, nevermind.

Bender:I'm dying. I need mouth-to-ass resuscitation.

Bender:I die happy knowing you fell for that.

Professor:That's because the doomsday device I showed all up in you puts out 15 gigawatts.

Bender:Who are you, my warranty?

Professor:If you stop partying for a single second, you'll explode and kill everyone here in a fireball melted gears and splattered bones!

Bender:Sounds like a party, baby! Oh yeah!

Fry:Hey, speaking of splattered bowels, can I cook you a romantic dinner tonight, Leela?

Fry:I'm poking as hard as I can!

Professor:Because the pain slowly fades, but the love is forever.

Bender:Are you still hung-up on whatshername? Move on already!

Fry:Maybe he's just trying to feed his family

Computer:Analyzing... Analyzing.. Checking my e-bay bid... Dammit. Analysis complete.

Fry:Hey, I was nuzling that.

Bender:I'm gonna hit the showers.

Robot Leela:What the.. Bad Nibbler, bad Nibbler!

Robot Leela:her opinion of gazelles - majestic. Her emotions - confused and hurt.

Fry:I love you. I mean her. Wait, help me out here.

Professor:Really? No, don't get your hopes up

Professor:Frankly, she's just a brainless mound of scabs and puss.

Zoidberg:Can I? That's my speciality!

Professor:her body is to be fed to the wild cyclophage, a highly endangered creature that eats only cyclopses

Bender:You think I wanna party? I'm sick of partying. Wohoo! More partying!

Robot Leela:And can you believe she wore a tanktop to my funeral?

Robot Leela:And can you believe she wore a tanktop to my funeral?

Real Leela:No, you shut up we got to get out of here.

Robot Leela:There would be if you'd taken a spin class instead of just lounging around in a coma!

Real Leela · Robot Leela:I have to go. This is just too freaky.

Fry · Robot Leela:Please don't get upset, Leela. She's nothing like you. I have to go. This is just too freaky

Bender:I hate partying! If only I didn't have so much cronk in my donkydonk.

Bender:I hate partying! If only I didn't have so much cronk in my donkydonk.

Robot Leela:I'll kill you you slutclops!

Fry:But how do I know who's the human and who's the robot?

Fry:I'm a robot too!

Professor:he just bubbled away like flem on a hot sidewalk

Professor:overstuffed him with copperwadding

Professor:My God, I can't believe I'll never see that particular Fry again.

Professor:My God, I can't believe I'll never see that particular Fry again.

Robot Fry:Whoa, cool! Hasta la vista, weener.

Leela:Why did their voices change?

Professor:That's the one thing we'll never truly understand.

Bender:No chance high-pants!

Bender:No chance high-pants! I'd rather die and kill all of you than party for one more millisecond!

Bender:Jeesh, what does it take to kill me?

Bender:Sweet mercy! My hellish nightmare is over! I never have to party again.