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My favorite quotes from Futurama (so far)

Quote:
BENDER: I am trying to watch my input. I need plenty of wholesome nutritious alcohol.
*downs a drink*
The chemical energy keeps my fuels cells recharged.
*lights a cigar*
FRY: What are the cigars for?
BENDER: They make me look cool.

Quote:
FRY: Well, this place has everything except the only thing I care about a TV.

Quote:
BENDER: You know fry, of all the friends I have had, you're the first.

Quote
(Hanging in Fry's house):
10 HOME
20 SWEET
30 GOTO 10

Quote:
(To determine if Fry and Leila are human or not)
Robot Guard1: Administer the test.
Robot Gaurd 2 (Stepping forward): Which of the following would you most prefer?
A. A puppy.
B. A flower from your sweetie.
C. A large properly formatted data file.
Robot Guard 1: Choose!

Quote:
BENDER (dreaming): Hey sexy mama... Wanna kill all humans?

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  1. Blogger GDI Lord | July 25, 2008 at 8:45 AM |  

    Don't forget Fry's first trip to the moon:
    FRY: Ooh! Can I do the countdown? Please?
    LEELA: Oh, alright.
    FRY: Ten!
    FRY: Nine!
    FRY: Eight!
    FRY: Seven!
    *The Planet Expresship blasts off and is almost instantly at the moon*
    FRY: Sixfivefourthreetwooneblastoff.

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