Here my words. My shell may be tough like a samurai honeymoon mask, but inside I'm as soft and sensitive as a girl made of custard.
Custard Time?! Hooray!
S6Reincarnation
Of course! Having no mouths or ears they can only communicate through motions!
Or perhaps by odors.
That is how you communicate.
ALAmy/Leela/Fry/Bender/Hermes
Hahahahahahaha!
BFBender and Fry
[communicating with the aliens via dance] Hey aliens, we will kill you! And dishonor your widows by making them gather wood!
Zoidberg, you are the greatest hero. You saved us all.
For now. But another threat from the stars is sure to arise [mouth stops moving] next week at the same time!
S7The Bots and the Bees
Aw, he's so cute. Wait, no, he isn't. He looks like Bender!
[All looking at Bender in shock]
Oh, no, no, no! No way am I that kid's dad!
BBen
Wipe my tiny, metal ass.
Ah, crap.
Didn't your mom ever tell you where robot babies come from?
No, she was a religious fundamentalist, plus she didn't have a mouth. It's an unusual combination.
I hate to crush a boy's dreams, but... [upbeat] What the heck!
Awh, I'm gonna call him Ben, after the first half of me, Bender!
[Ben lets out a small, flaming burp.]
That's my bastard!
BBBender and Ben
Leela was wrong! Leela was wrong!
That's it, Fry! For a guy who's not too bright, you're too damn bright!
Now get out!!! And don't come back until someone finds a use for a million watt idiot!!
[Fry sulks out of the room, melting the door on the way out. Exterior of a trailer park, night. There is a sign that says "Basura Blanca TRAILER FOR ESTATES" on it. Interior of the trailer where Bev lives in. Ben is tucked in bed while Bev bids him goodnight]
BBen
Mom, will I ever get to see Dad again?
BBev
No, he died yesterday. Rust monsters ate his face. Sweet dreams.
[She bashes the light switch off and leaves. Ben whimpers. Suddenly, a familiar shadow falls on his blanket and he hears a tapping on the window]
[whispering] Psst, quit whimpering or ya don't get kidnapped!
BBen
Dad!
There's a dam!
BBen
Damn!
There's a grate!
BBen
Great!
But I can't bend anything with my arms agonisingly maimed like this!
BBen
Well, maybe I can!
[Bender gasps. Ben grabs hold of the grate, however he struggles to bend it]
You can do it, son!
[Ben keeps struggling and struggling, until Bender finally notices Smitty and URL behind him]
Yeah, this ain't gonna happen.
[He cuffs Bender]
Is that even necessary?
S7A Farewell to Arms
I hope you're not too mad at me, Leela. For tearing your arm off and all.
I can't be mad, I'm on way too many painkillers. Plus, you were willing to sacrifice yourself so I could live. I mean you failed miserably, but you're only person who loves me enough to try.
RNRichard Nixon's Head
Damn thing won't turn over, like Pat on Sunday morning.
My lucky pants!
They don't look so lucky to me.
They are too lucky! I was wearing them when I found a dime in my ear, when I got a free subscription to Redbook, and when I first met Leela.
Aw! Also, oh, Lord.
Also, they're my only pants.
You wore the same pants for a thousand years? No wonder they made a run for it.
S7Decision 3012
This is the first time a presidential candidate got to see his own birth live.
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