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Leela: Uh, Professor, are we even allowed in the Forbidden Zone?
Prof. Farnsworth: Why, of course! It’s just a name! Like the Death Zone or the Zone of No Return. All the zones have names like that in the Galaxy of Terror!
(Rumbling in the laboratory…) Buddha, Zeus, God, one of you guys do something! Satan, you owe me!
He’s teriyaki style
Now I’m too young to rent UltraPorn.
Runner-up would be: “Now, now… perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything.”
Good news, everyone! I’m a horse’s butt.
“So that’s what things would be like if I’d invented the fing-longer.”
Professor Farnsworth: You can’t just waltz into the Central Bureaucracy. It’s a tangled web of red tape and regulations. I’ve never been, but a friend of mine went completely mad trying to find the washroom there.
Leela: Then we’ll need a guide, someone who’s been there before.
Professor Farnsworth: Oh, I’ve been there. Lots of times. [laughs maniacally]
They say madness runs in our family. Some even call me mad. And why? Because I dared to dream of my own race of atomic monsters, atomic supermen with octagonal shaped bodies that suck blood
Here let me show you some of the different lengths of wire I used.
you sound like my tennis instructor
Farnsworth: “Remember to take your anti-pressure pills everyone!”
Fry: “I can’t swallow this!”
Farnsworth: “Good news! It’s a suppository!”
What’s the matter compressor?
Nothing’s the matter, now that I fixed the matter compressor.
This might be my most favorite joke in all of TV in the history of the universe.
Aww I expected someone to have died
