Fry: Why exactly did you shave your legs anyway? Are you expecting something to happen with your Valentine's date?
Amy: What business is it of yours?

Amy: C'mon in, Gary! I'll just be another 20 minutes.
Gary: I'll be waiting.
Fry: 20 minutes? You're practically ready now!
Amy: Yeah, but it's good to make them wait a little.
Fry: Oh, God, it's true!

Amy : It worked! They totally think we're making out!
Fry : Yea! (He and Amy begin juggling)...Hey, why aren't we making out?
Amy : I don't know.

Farnsworth: Good news, everyone! I've invented a device that allows you to operate equipment from great distances. I call it "the fing-longer". Observe. (He aims the fing-longer at a button on a tv screen) And, here we go. (The TV screen, turns on) There!
Fry: Ooh!
Amy: Wow!
Zoidberg: Ah!
Farnsworth: Pretty long, eh?
Fry: Yeah, it's really long. But what did you just turn on with it?
Farnsworth: Oh, that's just the What-If machine I invented. You pose it a What-If question and it generates a video simulation of what would happen.
Fry: Does it really work?
Farnsworth: Of course it works! It's just not very long...

Well, there goes the neighbourhood... There goes another neighbourhood.

Wow! Sporty go-cart, Leela! So hip and sexy. Not like you at all.

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".

Amy: What happens if the fire goes out?
Hermes: We'll go across the street to Pottery Barn and steal their fire!
Farnsworth: We could use my new invention: A pointy rock tied to a stick.

Amy: Way to go, Professor. The plan worked.
Mom: Plan? What plan? I thought this was a spontaneous whirlwind of hot, dry sex.
Farnsworth: Look, it started out as a calculated plot to rummage through your underwire. But once I got in there, I found more - much more. And now I want to shout our love from the rooftops. Perhaps I'll breed some sort of albino shouting gorilla.

Hermes: According to government records, the only names not yet trademarked are "Popplers" and "Zittzers".
Fry: I know, we'll call them Popplers!
Bender: Good idea.
Zoidberg: Oh, yeah, why not?
Amy: You sure picked it.
Fry: Swish!

Leela: We haven't thought of a name yet.
Bender: They're tasty, right? Let's call 'em "Tasty-cles".
Amy: Ew!
Farnsworth: No!
Leela: We can't call them that.
Bender: Why not?
Leela: It sounds too much like those frozen rocky mountain oysters on a stick. You know, Test-cicles?

Linda: Tonight, on DateNight: Popplers. Eating them. Is it all right to? We have with us the CEO of Fishy Joe's, Mr. Fishy Joseph Gilman, noted anti-eating activist, Free Waterfall, Jr., and the discoverer of Popplers, Captain Turanga Leela.
Fry: Turanga?!
Amy: That's her name, Philip.
Bender: Philip?!

Futurama Quotes

Dear Captain's Diary; I may not have found love on this mission but I did find a cute little companion who excretes starship fuel. And that's just as good.

Leela

Amy: Is it possible to get everyone back to normal using four or more bodies?
Professor: I'm not sure. I'm afraid we need to use... math!