futurama quotes

Professor: Oh, dear. She's stuck in an infinite loop and he's an idiot.
Well, that's love for you.

Leela: "It's amazing that your people can fall in love so fast."
Zoidberg: "Love? That word is unknown here. I'm simply looking for a female
swollen with eggs to accept my genetic material."
Fry: "You and me both, brother."

Professor: This is gonna be one hell of a bowel movement. Afterwards,
he'll be lucky if he has any bones left.

Edna: "Teach me to love you, squishy poet from beyond the stars."
Fry: "I'm flattered, really. If I was gonna do it with a big freaky mud bug,
you'd be way up the list."

"Finally, I have a good claw! See? Three human females, a number, and
a king giving himself brain surgery!"
--Zoidberg, on the ideal poker hand

Leela: Your face can take a lot of punishment. That's good to know.
Fry: There's a lot about my face you don't know.

Fry: "Make up some feelings and tell her you have them. Yes?"
Zoidberg: "Is the desire to mate a feeling?"

Professor: I knew I should have shown him "Electro-Gonnorhea, the Noisy Killer."

"Bender, I don't care whether you have money. I love you for your artificial
intelligence and your sincerity simulator."
-Countess de la Roca

Edna: "Excuse me, I've got to powder my mouth flaps."

"Hey, I'm startin' to get the hang of this game. The blerns are loaded. The
count's three blerns and two anti-blerns, and the
infield blern rule is in effect. Right?" -Fry
"Other than the word blern, that was complete gibberish." -Leela

Bender to Zoidberg: "You're looking less nuts, crabby."

Bender: That probulator sure knows how to please a man.

Amy: Worms? Ew, pukatronic!

Pop a Poppler in your mouth
When you come to Fishy Joe's
What they're made of is a mystery
Where they come from no one knows
You can pick 'em you can lick 'em you can chew 'em you can stick 'em
If you promise not to sue us you can shove one up your nose.

"Just make a simple cake. And this time, if someone's going to jump out of
it, make sure to put them in after you cook it."
-Leela

Zapp: She's built like a steak house but she handles like a bistro.

Niblonian: They travel from world to world making everyone stupid in
order to wipe out all thought in the universe.
Leela: Wipe out all thought? My God, they're like flying televisions.

Leela: "Oh my God, we're heading straight into a black hole!"
Fry: "Talk about a mood killer."

Handcrafters: New hands in about an hour
Fry: These new hands are great. I'm gonna break them in tonight.