New New Citadel

Fry: Hello? Pizza delivery for, uh ... [Reads the delivery note.] ... I.C. Wiener? Aw, crud! I always thought at this point in my life I'd be the one making the prank calls!

Calculon: But now all I want is a peaceful life and a quiet villa overlooking a vineyard ... with you. Coilette: Would we have donkeys? Calculon: All you could eat!

Zapp Brannigan: She's built like a steak house, but she handles like a Bistro.

Ndnd: It would have disintegrated upon entry if someone hadn't turned off the atmosphere last night! Lrrr: I like it cold when I'm sleeping!

Farnsworth: Are you good at your job? Homer: I was voted employee of the month as an April Fools' Day joke.

Fry: Hey, Professor, what are you teaching this semester? Farnsworth: Same thing I teach every semester: The Mathematics of Quantum Neutrino Fields. I made up the title so that no student would dare take it. Fry: Mathematics of wanton burrito meals. I’ll be there! Farnsworth: Please, Fry, I don’t know how to teach; I’m a professor!

Bender: I gotta signal back. But I only know enough binary to ask where the bathroom is.

Zapp: I got your distress call and came as soon as I wanted to.

Amy: I’ve barely had time to prepare. Farnsworth: Nonsense. You’ve been my grad student for twelve years. You were ready six years ago. Amy: What?! Farnsworth: I probably should have told you.

Girl: Will you sign my magazine? Leela: Aw! Sure thing, sweetie. Who should I make it out to? Girl: Well, uh ... to eBay? Leela: That's a popular name today. Little "e" big "B"?

Scruffy: My job? Toilets 'n' boilers, boilers 'n' toilets. Plus that one boiling toilet. Fire me if you dare.

Hermes: [Showing a holographic display.] First, the civilisation of Space Rome collapsed, then Don Martin 3 went kaflooie and now Tweenis 12. Fry: [pointing] Looks like this planet is next in line. Leela: That's Earth. Fry: [stares blankly.] Leela: The planet we live on. Fry: I'd hate to be those guys.

Farnsworth: Good. The atmosphere seems to be breathable. Leela: We really should start checking that before we step outside of the ship.

Mom: I've never seen my babies act this way. I blame today's violent media.

Zoidberg: I don’t quite know how to say this. Fry is dead. Fry: [Is not dead] Zoidberg: Wait, not dead, the other thing.