Futurama Season 1 Episode 8: "A Big Piece of Garbage" Quotes
(Bender pulls string on Bart Doll)
Bart Doll: Eat my shorts!
Bender: Ok! (eats Bart Doll's shorts) Mmmm...shorts.
Fry: Hey! You have no right to criticise the 20th century. We gave the world the lightbulb, the steamboat and the cotton gin.
Leela: Those things are all from the 19th century.
Fry: Yeah, well, they probably just copied us.
Leela: Fry, what the hell were you people thinking back then? How could you just throw your garbage away?
Fry: Hey, hey, gimmie a break! What do you do with it?
Leela: We recycle everything. Robots are made from old beer cans.
Bender: Yeah! And this beer can is made outta old robots.
Leela: And that sandwich you're eating is made of old discarded sandwiches. Nothing just gets thrown away.
Fry: The future is disgusting!
Farnsworth: But suppose we send a crew to plant an explosive precisely on the fault line betwen this mass of coffee grounds and this deposit of America Online floppy disks.
Military Man: In theory, it could work.
Wernstrom: Uh, in theory, perhaps. But you'll never find a crew willing to take on a mission so suicidally dangerous.
Bender: Oh crap!
Wernstrom: And what will you be presenting this evening, grandpa?
Farnsworth: Let's just say it'll put you young whippersnappers in your place!
Wernstrom: I just hope it's not as lame as that death clock you presented last year.
Farnsworth: Uh, last year, you say?
Wernstrom: That's right.
Farnsworth: Oh, my! Did it put you young whippersnappers in your place?
Wernstrom: Hardly! We laughed until our teeth fell out. Come along, Cinnamon.
Farnsworth: Oh, dear, I'll have to invent something new in the next ten minutes. Perhaps some sort of death clock!
Newscaster: All in all, this is one day mittens the kitten won't soon forget hahaha.
Morbo: Hahaha...kittens give Morbo gas.
Wernstrom: Face it, Farnsworth, you're over the hill. It's time to leave science to the hundred-twenty-year-olds.
Farnsworth: You young turks think you know everything! I was inventing things when you were barely turning senile.
Wernstrom: Haha! Go home before you embarrass yourself, old man! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a nap before the ceremonies.
But garbage isn't something you just find lying on the streets of Manhattan!
Mayor
Fry: Hey, as long as you don't make me smell Uranus. (laughs)
Leela: I don't get it.
Farnsworth: I'm sorry, Fry, but astronomers renamed Uranus in 2620 to end that stupid joke once and for all.
Fry: Oh. What's it called now?
Farnsworth: Urectum. Here, let me locate it for you.
Fry: Hehe, no, no, I think I'll just smell around a bit over here.
