I don't know what you did, Fry, but once again, you screwed up! Now all the planets are gonna start cracking wise about our mamas. Can we have Bender Burgers again? What kind of a father would I be if I said no?

A sexy mistake. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock. We'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go home. I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later.

That's a popular name today. Little "e", big "B"?

Who am I making this out to? Oh sure! Blame the wizards! And then the battle's not so bad? Man, I'm sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor. Stop it, stop it. It's fine. I will 'destroy' you!

  1. File not found.
  2. Fry, we have a crate to deliver.
  3. OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can.

I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. And remember, don't do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don't not do it!