Zapp Dingbat

Morris:It's great to see so many happy smiles, most of them on mouth mutant.

Morris:Even that year my side mutated into some kind of venomous radish.

Leela:Well, not that much, actually, since mutants weren't allowed to leave the sewers until last year.

Crowd member:Like anyone wants to leave the sewer. Am I right?

Morris:I still have no idea.

Morris:Oh, sugar lump, I hear you when you actually say something important.

Munda · Morris:the lucrative pot-roast-making field. / Pot-roast-burning.

Morris:I was going to surf the world's sewers, but I happily gave it up for you. Happily!

Morris:Divorce is final.

Morris:You know, the rents are a lot more reasonable in Peru.

Unknown gambler:I don't really have any use for these, but you can't have them back.

Munda:meeting a man made entirely of detergent.

Leela:Hey, I have an idea. Let's look in a different direction at something else.

Kif:That's a napkin dispenser, sir.

Kif:Last time you tried that, the Mexican restaurant declared war on us.

Zapp:I'd like to spank your sister with a slice of bologna.

Zapp:It's the battle of Paco's tacos all over again.

Munda:just that Captain Brannigan confused the word for 'congratulations' with the word for 'spank your sister with bologna.'

Zapp:So, uh, yesterday, huh? That business happened, right? Somebody?

Fry:I don't know where most of her is, but her tongue's in Zapp's mouth.

Leela:Show me where he touched you on this dried-apple doll.

Munda:Did you know he wears a velour man-skirt?

Munda:He showed me the commemorative painting.

Munda:Although he did say I'm a better kisser.

Morris:You know, without your mother, the sewer's a dank and dismal place.

Morris:I ought to punch him right in his big mouth. And then in all his smaller mouths!

Leela:You can teach them how to surf, and they can make sure you don't... (cork pop, gulping, blubbering, gunshot)

Leela:I have to keep an eye on mom to make sure she and Zapp don't... (air raid siren, train chugging)

Leela:You're too old to be happy.

Leela:Sex with Zapp! Ew! Sex with Zapp! Aah! Sex with Zapp! No, no!

Fry:This one is for the E. Coli... And this one's for the leprechaunorrhea.

Morris:I don't want to put a rat in your face-cage, or whatever you kids say nowadays

Morris:Right on, brah! I feel free as a bum.

Zapp:Leela, does your mother know you're using her pole?

Zapp:She is one juicy calamari.

Zapp:Will I marry you?

Zapp:Just call me... 'Daddy.'

Leela:Probably, it'll be a filthy nurse.

Morris:He seems like a nice kahuna.

Amy:There'll be 'chicken or fish, circle one.'

Morris:I was riding the el torito dinner backwash, and I thought I'd pop in.

Zapp:So I will now join myself in holy macaroni.

Zapp:Zapp, you magnificent bastard, do you take Munda to be your lawful...

Nixon · Agnew:Oh, Mr. Agnew? (Monster-like grunting)

Munda:I come from the sewer, but that is low.

Munda:Zapp... lying sack of...

Kif:and you can't return ice cream cakes!

Morris:But then I conquered my inner peace.

Morris:Hold on to your coconuts. We're going for the ride of a lifetime!

Morris:If heaven's above us, then the whole universe is just God's glorious sewer.