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I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan! I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Bite my shiny metal ass. We don’t have a brig. When I was first asked to make a film about my nephew, Hubert Farnsworth, I thought «Why should I?» Then later, Leela made the film. But if I did make it, you can bet there would have been more topless women on motorcycles. Roll film!

I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long. Why did you bring us here? Bender, we’re trying our best.

Fetal stemcells, aren’t those controversial? Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon. The key to victory is discipline, and that means a well made bed. You will practice until you can make your bed in your sleep.

Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year’s costume? Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd.