That Darn Katz

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Leela:Aw, Nibbler made a bobo for Mama. I'll pick it up with my supey-dupey poopy scoopy.

Amy:Whoa! The magma P.I. is 10,000 degrees Selleck.

Farnsworth · Amy:You've been my grad student for 12 years. You were ready six years ago. What?! I probably should have told you.

Farnsworth:Do what you young people do to unwind. Take a joyride in your jalopy. Wear a T-shirt and eat a fish stick.

Bender · Amy:Still a little nervous? (burps) She's a nervous wreck!

Nibbler · Leela:Leela, it's time you and I had a talk. A talk?! You can't break up with me. You're my pet.

Leela:Aw, is shnookums not feeling 'shtimuwated'?

Nibbler:I keep telling you, that's my real naval uniform.

Fry · Amy · Bender:Your place or mine? Both. But first, this place. Room for one more?

Amy's Alarm Clock:Sorry... I hooked up with Bender last night. Dude was all over my snooze button.

Zapp · Kif:Kif, did you yack on the floor? Yes, I did.

Professor Tate:I see by your curriculum vitae that you're a Sagittarius.

Professor Schpeeknschpell · Farnsworth:The cow says... (cow moos) He proved that 50 years ago, and he's been coasting on it ever since.

Amy:Well, yes, but that's not 'revelant.'

Professor Tate:To many young men in the inner city, it is.

Amy:Yes, tapping the earth's ener-kerchoo.

Amy · Professor Katz:Professor Katz, would you mind...? Miss Wong, I mind everything.

Professor Schpeeknschpell:The horse says, 'Doctorate denied.'

Fry:I don't have a fancy degree either, but today I'm a prominent boy in the package delivery field.

Professor Farnsworth:Hey, look, a kitty cat.

Hermes:Aw, its anus looks like an asterisk.

Leela:Captain Fuzzy Toes reporting for duty... I mean, cutie.

Nibbler:If I had a spray bottle, I'd give him such a spritzing.

Nibbler:I'll tell you one thing... nothing acts that cute without some ulterior motive.

Nibbler:Here's my new theory: That is one adorable cat.

Head Cat:Amy and Nibbler are a 'tewwible thweat.' They must be spayed and neutered, 'wespectivewy.'

Head Cat:Meow-meow, meow-meow (increasingly distorted and deep)

Bender:Of course it wanted a saucer, you idiot... a saucer of 'dewicious cweam.'

Leela:It's pwonounced 'cweam.'

Bender · Amy:Where do you think you're going, No-cat? Uh, the basement. I think I left the air-hockey table on.

Bender:We're certainly not building something sinister, if that's what you're implying. Now, come on, Bender, something sinister won't build itself.

Bender:You should have called my cousin, Turner.

Amy:He's one of those dog-operated puppets that's been adapted for use by a cat!

Amy:So I had my doctorate denied by that fuzz ball?!

Head Cat:Well, look what the me dragged in.

Head Cat · Nibbler:You can talk! You can talk? How ironic! Two hyper-intelligent beings both pretending to be simple house pets.

Nibbler · Amy:Say, do you know Obliteron? He pretends to be a hamster, but... Yeah, that's really great. Could you please tell us what's going on?!

Head Cat:Although we call it Blue-Blue Shiny Ball.

Head Cat:Welcome to academia.

Head Cat:Earth will be one big McDLT.

Fry:We just got that commercial last year.

Amy:If you're propositioning me, I'm not interested.

Head Cat:Soon the world will come to a stop, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. The stopping of the world, that is. It's unstoppable.

Amy:The Earth h h is coming to a st!

Film Director:Catastrophe Beach Party... Scene One. Cue disaster effects and... action! Cut! That extra looked at the camera. We'll have to do it again.

Director:Catastrophe Beach Party... Scene One. Cue disaster effects and... action! Cut! That extra looked at the camera. We'll have to do it again.

Hermes:What's all this cat hair on my sweater? Why am I full of sand? And Tootsie Rolls?

Bender:You should have called my cousin, Turner.

Farnsworth:You can't suddenly know something just by assembling a committee of words.

Professor:You can't suddenly know something just by assembling a committee of words.

Amy · Farnsworth:Yes... the wrong direction! So?

Head Cat:On the whole, Earth society is worthless. But they do have these things called antique rugs that are great for peeing on.

Narrator/Farnsworth:And though the world is now spinning in the wrong direction, it's good enough.

Amy · Farnsworth:How's the job market? Ruff.