How 'bout "Blotto"? It's gritty, it's got street cred. Plus I can keep my monogrammed slippers.

Bender

Donbot: Nice job, Bender. You passed the test. You wanna join me, Clamps and Joey Mouse Pad at our, uh, social club tomorrow night?
Bender: Uh, I'd rather plan some felonies.
Donbot: Oh. Then we should meet at our Mafia crime headquarters.

Yo! There's our pigeon now. Let's shoot bullets out of our guns.

Joey

Leela: Bender, please try to be a little quieter.
Bender: No, you shut up.

Donbot: Say, you wanna work for me as a hired goon?
Bender: Are you kidding? I've always wanted to break into gooning!

Bender: So, how 'bout I work part-time at the restaurant to pay off our debt?
Elzar: I don't know. I usually hire people who are a little less unbearable.
Hermes: Oh, Bender's a model employee.
Amy: He's so polite.
Leela: And hard-working.
Fry: He's made of candy.

Zoidberg: The king crab is to die for. Look! A tiny edible crown.
Amy: What's it made of?
Zoidberg: Wood!

Smitty: Seen any suspicious activity?
URL: Nope. But check out today's Marmaduke. Solid!

It's the biggest Jamaican platter I've ever seen. Jerk chicken, jerk beef, jerk pork. Is there any meat this man can't jerk?

Hermes

URL: He's clean. Smells nice too.
Smitty: Better than me?
URL: Aw, yeah.

I don't like the looks of this doctor. I bet I've lost more patients than he's even treated.

Zoidberg

You look beautiful. Incidentally, my favourite artist is Picasso.

Farnsworth