[Leela welds Bender to the wall of his apartment.]
There, no rampaging for you tonight.
Wouldn't it make sense to weld everyone except me to the wall?
Just relax, Bender. Tomorrow we'll pry you down, have a nice breakfast, and then go hunt down and slaughter that ancient evil.
Fry
It'll be a rich, full day.
Fry
I find this post-apocalyptic wasteland very confusing. Seriously, I'm weirded out.
That's because you're a loser. You were a loser in the year 2000 and you're a loser in the year 4000.
Fry
Yeah, but in the year 3000, I had it all; friends, a low-paying job, a bed in a robot's closet. I envied no man, but you wrecked everything!
Quit standing up for yourself, Fry!
Fry
So you're saying these aren't the decaying ruins of New York in the year 4000?
You wish! You're in Los-Angeles!
Fry
But there was this gang of 10-year-olds with guns.
Fry
But everyone is driving around in cars shooting at each other.
Fry
But the air is green and there's no sign of civilisation whatsoever.
He just won't stop with the social commentary.
Fry
And the people are all phoneys. No one reads. Everything has cilantro on it.
Stands back. I’m gonna puts my moves on her. [He hoots at Leela by saying "Wooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaahs" and twisting/moving his hips to the left and right.]
Fry
That jerk. No one hoots at my captain unless they’re prepared to take it to the next level.
Fry, please. That’s sweet, but I'd rather not even dignify them with an ass-whupping.
Yo, sexy mama! Let’s get busy and freaky, in that order.
Fry
Hey, jumbo! How would you like it if Leela said you were sexy and she wanted to make love with you?
Eh, I’ve gots five minutes. She looks pretty good for a truck-stop chick.
Fry
You take that back! She does not look good for a truck-stop chick.
[The truck stop men laugh, Leela starts getting angry.]
Yeah, you’re right. She don’t gots enough meat for a guy like me.
Fry
She does too! She’s loaded with meat! She’s got more meat than a cow!
[The truck stop men laugh even harder.]
Fry
Leela, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a long time but every time I try I get nervous and my mouth feels like it's stuffed with peanut butter, even when it's not.
What is it? Is it about Bender?
Fry
No, it's about you and me.
Fry
Bender's not involved. Leela ... I love you.
Fry
Yes. But it's only recently that I've been able to articulate my thoughts. I love you, Leela, and I always have.
Fry, that's the sweetest, most wonderful-- Wait, "recently?" Like since you ate that toilet sandwich?
Fry
Yeah! I don't know why but my life really turned around that day.
Fry
I'm Santa Claus!
[with a heavenly aura around him] And I'm his friend, Jesus.
Fry
Your Mayor-ness, if you execute him, you have to execute all of us.
You people aren't Santa. You're not even robots! Ninety-one. How dare you lie in front of Jesus! [The display shows "00"] Hey! Zero! [He throws the switch and sends the electricity through the electromagnets. Bender's arms and legs are pulled to them]
No! Not the magnets! [His eyes widen. singing] Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home. [The witnesses applaud] Swing low, sweet...
Fry
This is horrible.
[Santa's sleigh crashes through the wall, knocking off one of the electromagnets]
Ho, ho, ho! [He shoots the other electromagnet off the wall. Everyone scatters except for Fry, Leela, Bender and Poopenmeyer. Fry and Leela dive behind some rubble]
My God! The real Santa! Get him, Jesus!
I help those who help themselves.
[Santa shoots at him and he runs out. The sleigh lands]
Santa! You saved my life. Please don't kill me!
[laughs] I'm not here to kill you, Bender! I need you to help me save Xmas.
Gee whiz, Santa! You want me to help you?
Fry
Don't do it! He's evil!
I know he is but I have no choice. I'm running late and if I don't complete my brutal rampage, well, it just wouldn't be Xmas. I guess what I'm asking is: Bender, won't you join my slaying tonight?
Well ... 'tis the season!
[Santa pulls him out of his restraints and puts him in the sleigh. He climbs in and the sleigh flies off]