And, Bender, your beer belly's so big your door won't even close. And that doesn't even make sense.

Amy

Hey, it looks like Zoidberg's finally coming out of his shell! Get it? Out of his shell! Out of his-ack!
(Zoidberg hits Bender)

Bender

Fry: I didn't come here to see any activity involving two guys. Where do you people do your erotic display?
Zoidberg: Same place as your species: The beach.

Bender: Look! Outdoor theatre! Let's get tickets. Oh, let's do!
Zoidberg: No, it's the ceremony of Claw-Plach, where my species fight to the death over matters of honour. Also whether abbreviations count in Scrabble. They don't!

Farnsworth: Relax, my chiton-y chum. There's no problem. You're just heavy with male jelly.
Leela: Bleck!
Farnsworth: It must be mating season for Zoidberg's people; a chaotic time when his behaviour is dictated by the tiny brain in his rump.
Fry: Eck!
Farnsworth: There's only one thing we can do-
Bender: I'll get the water boiling!

Give it to me straight, Professor. Is it fin rot? It's fin rot, isn't it? Tell me it's not fin rot!

Zoidberg

Zoidberg: Amy, take off these rubber bands and I'll show you how normal I am!
Amy: Fool me seven times, shame on you. Fool me eight or more times, shame on me.

I wonder why Dr. Zoidberg is acting this way. Out of all of us he always seemed the most normal.

Leela

Amy: Hey, who's up for a nice, hot steam?
Zoidberg: We crustaceans don't like steam.

The gymnasium? Excellent, excellent. For some reason I'm frisky as a squid on Tuesday.

Zoidberg

Fry: OK, you're on a date. What's the first thing you do?
Zoidberg: Ask her to mate with me.
Fry: No. Tell her she's special.
Zoidberg: But she's not. She's merely the female with the largest clutch of eggs.
Fry: Well, tell her that. And then?
Zoidberg: Then mating.
Fry: No. Make up some feelings and tell her you have them. (Zoidberg raises his hand) Yes?
Zoidberg: Is "desire to mate" a feeling?
Fry: You're not even trying!

Farnsworth: We, by which I mean you, will have to rush him to his ancient homeworld, which will shortly erupt in an orgy of invertebrate sex.
Fry: Oh, baby. I'm there!
Leela: Fry, do you even understand the word invertebrate?
Fry: Nope, but that's not the word I'm interested in. No need to pack pants, people. Let's roll!

Futurama Season 2 Episode 9 Quotes

Well it was nice of you to let me reattach your arm, Fry, especially after I made a complete eel out of myself.

Zoidberg

Fry: No biggie.
Zoidberg: Yes biggie. I learned to feel things I'd never felt before: Love, jealousy, passion for disembowelling. I owe it all to you.