Futurama Season 2 Quotes
Bender: Hey, look, the Robot Museum! You guys wanna learn about robot heritage?
Leela: Um, alright.
Fry: Not really.
Bender: Well, if you insist. But you're paying!
Bender: Come look, everyone. I just got the dearest presents for Mommy.
Leela: Very nice. Where'd you steal them?
Bender: I didn't steal 'em, I bought 'em. I love her that much!
Mom: It's been a long time... you pus-dripping sack of double-smoked butt jerky!
Farnsworth: Uh-huh. May I come in?
I was out fleeing some robots and the silvery moonlight glinting off their bloody claws made me think of you.
Farnsworth
Fry: Hey, who's this guy?
Janitorbot: I'm the janitor. I'm trying to take a nap here.
Fry: I'm sorry, I-I thought you were made of wax.
Janitorbot: I am made of wax, what's it to you?
Fry: I mean I thought you were one of the wax robots.
Janitorbot: Is there some reason a robot made of wax can't take a nap standing up in the middle of a bunch of wax robots? Or does that confuse you?
Amy: The Professor can't walk all the way to the Bronx. How are we gonna get there without a hover-car?
Fry: Wait! In my time we had a way of moving things long distances without hovering.
Hermes: Impossible!
Fry: It was called... let me think. It was really famous - Ruth Gordon had one. The wheel!
Leela: Never heard of it.
Farnsworth: Show us this "the wheel".
Larry: Here. Give her these.
He hands him some flowers
Fry: And if that doesn't work, I got you a six-pack of champagne and a funnel.
Fry: Hey, Bender, here's an exhibit about Mom's favourite robot.
Bender: Who is he? I'll kill him!
That's the world's greatest robot artist, Vincent van Gobot. He was built without an ear, but then he went crazy and had one installed.
Bender
Linda: Yankee's fifths Blernsmen William Woo is out with an injured knee.
Morbo: So... Humans have easily injured knees... My race will find this information very useful indeed! Muhuhahahaha!
Linda: Hihahaha.
Mom: You've noticed I design all my robots with antennas. Everyone thinks it's just to make them more science-fiction-y. But the antennas are really for my universal robot controller!
Larry: So they do whatever you want? No wonder you love Mother's Day.
Mom: I hate Mother's Day, you dribbling pukes! It brings back awful memories. But, so help me, this year everyone will hate it as much as I do.
Walt: Someday, I want to marry a girl like her.
Igner: Mommy? Why do the robots give you presents?
Mom: Shove a big old melon in it, I'm talking!
