Panucci: Hey! The usual, Professor Hawking?
Hawking: No. Today I'd like something good.
Panucci: Hawking, you're alright! I'll make you the usual!

Fry: You believe me about the monsters, right, Mr. Panucci?
Panucci: There's only three real monsters, kid: Dracula, Blacula and Son of Kong. Now quit picking your nose and knead that dough!

Leela: What is it?
Farnsworth: It appears that the very fabric of space-time has ripped.
Bender: Hey, look! An ugly scared guy! Boo!
Fry: Who are you monsters? Is one of you Icy Wiener?
Zoidberg: If that's his pizza, then I'm icy whatever!

Fry: Then... then... it was you!
Leela: I don't know what came over me. I killed one person on impulse. Then I had to kill another. And another.
Fry: Well, that covers the first three killings.

Fry: Y'know, I think I finally figured out what's behind all these mysterious deaths.
Leela: Really?
Fry: Was Planet Express built on an Indian graveyard?

Zoidberg: So, it's just as I suspected all along. The crime is unsolvable! What's this? A letter from Bender, my good friend. Dear Dr. Jerkberg, if you're reading this, I'm already dead. The person who killed me was... was... My God! It can't be! The murderer, it was-
Fry: I'm bored. You're boring, Zoidberg. I'm gonna go watch TV.

My next clue came at 4.15, when the clock stopped. And another came two hours later at 4.15, when I discovered the murdered body of Amy's dead, deceased corpse.

Zoidberg

Zoidberg: Quiet, please. I've called you all here to the parlour to watch as I gradually solve the crime. One of the people in this room... is a big murderer! You see, the killer left one fatal clue: This boot print on the Professor's lab coat.
Leela: Uh, couldn't be me. I never wear boots. (She unzips her boots and lifts her feet onto the table) See?
Fry: Ew! What smells like boot feet?

Leela: Who are you?
Scruffy: Scruffy, the janitor.
Leela: I've never seen you before.
Scruffy: I've never seen you before neither.

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

Amy

OK, that's it. No more killing! Next time you feel like killing just have a stick of gum.

Leela

That story was preposterous. Stephen Hawking in a pizzeria! This thing isn't worth the gold it's made of.

Farnsworth

Futurama Season 2 Episode 20 Quotes

Nichols: Eternity with nerds. It's the Pasadena Star Trek convention all over again.
Gygax: Anyone wanna play Dungeons & Dragons for the next quadrillion years?
Fry: Sure.
Hawking: I guess.
IBM Deep Blue: Pawn to rook 8.
Al Gore: Sure! I'm a level 10 vice-president.

That story was preposterous. Stephen Hawking in a pizzeria! This thing isn't worth the gold it's made of.

Farnsworth