Hermes: Fry, Mon, if you're going to be living in the office, you could at least be on time for work.
Fry: I'm sorry. I was up really late, poking through people's desks.
Leela: What the hell are you doing? You're getting a huge dose of radiation!
Fry: And great lift.
Leela: Ugh, do you know how long it's gonna take me to recalibrate these engines?
Fry: Hey, when you look this good, you don't have to know anything.
Leela: Professor, we need to talk to you about Fry.
Bender: That's right, we want some money! Wait, what's this about Fry?
Prof. Farnsworth: Now if you don't mind, I'm rather busy. I seem to have mislaid my alien mummy. This sarcophagus should contain the remains of Emperor Nimbala, who ruled Suben 5 over 29 million years ago.
Fry: Hey Professor, mmm, great jerky!
Prof. Farnsworth: My god, this is an outrage! I was going to eat that mummy! Fry has got to go!
Fry: Sheesh, 40000 channels and only 150 of them have anything good on.
Bender: Fry, we've gotta discuss your living arrangements.
Leela: We've all talked it over and;
Bender: Hey, All My Circuits! Move over.
Fry: Leela, we're trying to watch TV!
Bender: Yeah, would you kindly shut your noise hole.
Fry: Hey uh, why is the TV getting smaller?
Bender: Nah, I'm trying to watch my input. I need plenty of wholesome nutritious alcohol. The chemical energy keeps my fuel cells charged.
Fry: What are the cigars for?
Bender: They make me look cool.
Fry: Do refrigerators still come in cardboard boxes?
Bender: Yeah, but the rents are outrageous! Why don't you just come move in with me?
Fry: Really? That would be great! Y-You sure I won't be imposing?
Bender: Nah, I've always wanted a pet.