So what do you do, Bender? I'm a Bender. I bend girders. That'...
Fry: So what do you do, Bender?
Bender: I'm a Bender. I bend girders. That's all I'm programmed to do.
Fry: Were you any good?
Bender: Are you kidding? I could bend a girder to any angle - thirty degrees, thirty-two degrees... thirty-one... but I couldn't go on living once I found out what they were for.
Bender: Making suicide booths!