Professor Hubert Farnsworth:
We - by which I mean you - will have to rush him to his ancient home world, which will soon 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.
[
Dr. Zoidberg is preparing to look for a mate]
Dr. Zoidberg:
How do I look?
Bender:
Like whale barf.
Dr. Zoidberg:
Then the illusion is complete.
[
Zoidberg is trying to attract a mate]
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
screeching] Craw.
Female:
Keep your jelly away from my eggs.
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
screeching] Craw.
Female:
[
Valley Girl accent] I'm SO not interested.
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
screeching] Craw?
Female:
[
Black woman accent] Hmph. I've heard THAT line before.
[
Zoidberg is unsuccessful in attracting a mate]
Leela:
Why is Zoidberg the only one still alone?
Bender:
Because he's a loser, that's why. He's the lobster equivalent of Fry.
Edna:
I heard you went off and became a rich doctor.
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
proudly] I've performed a few mercy killings.
[
Fry is being Zoidberg's Cyrano]
Fry:
Start with a compliment. Tell her she looks thin.
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
calling to Edna] You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from internal parasites?
Edna:
[
pleased] Why, yes. Thanks for noticing.
Fry:
I just came to tell you Zoidberg is great. He's got male jelly coming out the wazoo.
Edna:
Well, that IS where it comes out...
[
Edna, one of Zoidberg's species, is chasing Fry romantically]
Edna:
Teach me to love, you squishy poet from beyond the stars.
Fry:
[
horrified] I'm flattered, really. If I was gonna do it with a big freaky mud bug, you'd be way up the list.
Edna:
Hush, you romantic fool. Engage your mandibles and kiss me.
[
Zoidberg has caught Fry in bed with Edna, a lobster alien]
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
enraged] Fry. I challenge you to "clawplach".
Fry:
English, please?
Dr. Zoidberg:
A fight to the death.
Edna:
And if you survive, we'll make sweet love.
[
Fry pauses to think it over, then screams]
Fry:
Okay, you're on a date. What's the first thing you do?
Dr. Zoidberg:
Ask her to mate with me.
Fry:
No, tell her she's special.
Dr. Zoidberg:
But she's not, she's merely the female with the largest clutch of eggs.
Fry:
Well, tell her that. And then?
Dr. Zoidberg:
Then mating.
Fry:
No, make up some feelings and tell her you have them.
[
Dr. Zoidberg raises his hand]
Fry:
Yes?
Dr. Zoidberg:
Is desire to mate a feeling?
Fry:
Ugh, you're not even trying.
Dr. Zoidberg:
Ohhh, it's all so complicated, with the flowers, and the romance, and the lies upon lies.
Fry:
So you have to choose between life without sex and a hideous, gruesome death?
Dr. Zoidberg:
Yes.
Fry:
Tough call.
[
Fry enters naked into a steam room where Amy and Leela are bathing]
Fry:
Co-ed steam rooms. I LOVE the future.
Leela:
Uh, Fry, you're in the women's steam room.
Fry:
Ahhh. Fu-tur-istic.
Amy Wong:
[
indicating Fry's crotch] Psst. Look what life was like before genetic engineering.
Leela:
Those poor 20th century women.
Amy Wong:
And Bender, your beer belly is so big your door won't even close - and that doesn't even make sense.
Amy Wong:
Fool me seven times, shame on you. Fool me eight or more times, shame on me.
Leela:
No offense, Fry, but you've become a fat sack of crap.
Fry:
[
offended] Sack?
Dr. Zoidberg:
This "love" intrigues me. Teach me to fake it.
Dr. Zoidberg:
I'm confused, Fry. I'm feeling a strange new emotion I have never felt before. Is it love when you care for a female for reasons beyond mating?
Fry:
Nope. Must be some weird, alien emotion.
Bender:
[
finishing his beer] Ah, Jeez, let's just pray I have the energy to get myself another beer.
Fry:
My fellow fish monsters, far be it for me to question your stupid civilization or its dumb customs, but is squeezing each other's brains out with a giant nutcracker really going to solve anything? Dr. Zoidberg is my friend, and though a woman has come between us, I say we'll always remain friends. You know why? For one reason...
[
Dr. Zoidberg cuts off Fry's arm]
Fry:
You bastard! I'll kill you! You bastard!
[
begins hitting Zoidberg with his severed arm]
Leela:
Come on, Fry! Die with dignity!
Dr. Zoidberg:
The frenzy is over. How am I going to get rid of my male jelly now?
Fry:
[
Waves dismembered arm] I'll lend you this.
Bender:
Fry, I've never asked you for anything before, but, if it's not too much trouble, when you get to the ninth round, just let him win.
Fry:
But it's a fight to the death!
Bender:
Oh, so this is suddenly all about you! Sheesh!
Dr. Zoidberg:
Fry, it's been years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species, fatal or non-fatal?
Leela:
Dr. Zoidberg, this is madness! You're being irrational!
Dr. Zoidberg:
Of course I'm being irrational! I'm in love!
Leela:
Aww.
Fry:
Don't worry. The Lovemeister will take you under his wing.
Dr. Zoidberg:
What? Now there's a bird involved?
Dr. Zoidberg:
I used to hang out here as a larva. It looked so much bigger back then.
[
picks up a hermit crab]
Dr. Zoidberg:
Who's the tough guy now, Vinnie?
[
eats crab]
Fry:
Look how ridiculous they look.
Bender:
Please! He's no different from the rest of you organisms. Shooting DNA at each other to make babies. I find it offensive!
Leela:
It's amazing that your people can fall in love so fast.
Dr. Zoidberg:
Love? That word is unknown here. I'm just looking for a female swollen with eggs who will accept my genetic material.
Fry:
You and me both, brother!
Fry:
[
Fry is telling Zoidberg what to say to Edna, a female] Tell her you just want to talk, it has nothing to do with mating!
Dr. Zoidberg:
[
calling] I just want to talk, it has nothing to do with mating!
[
to Fry]
Dr. Zoidberg:
Fry, that doesn't make sense!
Edna:
[
calling] Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense! But OK.
Fry:
People of Decapod 10, far be it from me to criticize your stupid civilization or its dumb customs...!
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