Futurama: Bender's Game (2008 Video)
Leegola: What else can we slay? Is that a hobbit over there?
Titanius Anglesmith: No, that's a hobo and a rabbit. But they're making a hobbit.
Frydo: Why aren't you killing it, Leela? You love killing!
Leegola: [Looking at her reflection in her sword covered with Zoiberg's blood] No! No more killing!
Monster Zoidberg: Ohhhhhh! So suddenly Miss Goody Four Shoes over here doesn't kill anymore. She killed me not five minutes ago! What am I, chopped liver?
Leegola: Shut up!
[She starts slashing at him again with her sword]
Monster Zoidberg: Ow! Stop chopping my liver!
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Just knowing we're in the same genus makes me embarrassed to call myself homo.
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: There's just one small problem - and it's a big one.
The Scary Door Narrator: [Voice over] In the end, it was not guns or bombs that defeated the aliens but the humblest of all God's creatures, the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
King of Wipe Castle: [played by Roberto] You callin' me crazy? Just coz I gotta hotel in my foot don't make me a BOOGALEE-MOOGALEE-MOOGALEE!
[Momon has transformed into a dragon and with the Die of Power, Frydo transforms into a dragon as well]
Frydo: So it's all come down to this... a dungeon... and dragons!
Monster Zoidberg: I didn't see it coming.
The Great Wizard Greyfarn: Yes, tis a powerful object in both our worlds. If you fail to destroy it in yours, perhaps you were brought here that you might have have a second chance!
Frydo: So this land is real?
The Great Wizard Greyfarn: Oooh dreadfully real. If you die here you'll really be dead. But instead of science, we believe in crazy hocus-pocus. It's like Kansas.
Leegola: God help us.
Bender: Calm down, Leela. You can vent tonight on your blog.
Rich Little's head: And now to grace us with its rendition of the national anthem, please welcome what is left of the Dixie Chicks after their tragic matter transporter accident.
[the Planet Express crew ends up in a fantasy planet and Leela has transformed into a centaur]
Turanga Leela: Oh, Lord, I'm half horse and half naked!
Bender: Am I the only one sittin' here seein' peanut butter on his face?
[a troll whacks the King of Wipe Castle on the head with a big stick]
King of Wipe Castle: My sanity. It's back! At last, I can live the life I've always...
[the troll whacks him on the head again and makes him fall to the ground]
King of Wipe Castle: Aaaah! BOOKALOOKAMOOKALEE!
Dr. Zoidberg: You harbor resentment because they pushed you to study medicine when all you ever wanted was to be a song-and-dance man.
[He dances around and sings a tune then falls to his knees and sobs]
Dr. Zoidberg: Why? Whyyy?
Turanga Leela: I was raised in an orphanarium. My parents are sewer mutants who I never even met until a few years ago.
Dr. Zoidberg: Then you've got to go to them and work this song-and-dance stuff out. Maybe have them cook me nice dinner. No scallions. I hate them.
[to an intercom]
Dr. Zoidberg: Amy, cancel my appointments.
Amy Wong: [Over the intercom] Stop calling me!
Turanga Leela: You're making fun of our ship? Your ship's the most beat-up thing I've ever seen - and I've seen Mickey Rourke's head!
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: [the Planet Express ship has been seriously damaged in a demolition derby] Yes, she's a wonderful ship, all right - as beautiful now as the day I got botched laser eye surgery.
[TV show "Tea with Titans"]
Morbo: Morbo the Annihilator here, sitting down to a delightful tea in this fake living-room set.
Morbo: Thank you for joining us, Mom!
Mom: My pleasure, Sugar Plum.
Morbo: Mom, you control the world's only dark-matter mine. Why are fuel prices so high?
Mom: Oh, it's terrible, isn't it? Dark matter is just so rare nowadays, but we'll keep pinching loaf after loaf from the bowels of the Earth, even if I lose money on every log.
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: I'm sure I don't need to explain that all dark matter in the universe is linked in the form of a single non-local metaparticle.
Philip J. Fry: There's so many killbots behind us, I can't count them all! Three, I think.
Nibbler: It all began 36 years ago on the planet Virgin 6. It was a veritable Eden with brimming with unique and irreplaceable species, most of which were delicious.
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Greedy old hag! Taste the wrath of my fuzzy slipper!
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Wait. Before my moment of shame, could I give my boy a hug?
[stares at Igner]
Mom: Oh, go ahead. I've never done it, I guess somebody should.
Mom: [after the Professor swallows the anti-backwards crystal] Oh, great move genius, you're in a crap harvesting factory. Boys!
[Walt holds up a syringe full of prune juice while Larry holds up a pail]
Dwight Conrad: [after the Professor activates the crystal's 'high frequency stink'] Dude, who ripped an egger?
Cubert Farnsworth: [accusingly] He who smelt it, dealt it.
Dwight Conrad: Yeah? Well, he who denied it, supplied it!
Cubert Farnsworth: He who articulated it, particulated it!
Dwight Conrad: He who refuted it, tooted it!
Cubert Farnsworth: [after a slight pause] Stalemate.