Hey. What kind of party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker.

Bender: Ahhh, what an awful dream. Ones and zeroes everywhere... and I thought I saw a two.
Fry: Don't worry, Bender: there's no such thing as two.

Compare your lives to mine and then kill yourselves!

You may have to "metaphorically" make a deal with the "devil." And by "devil," I mean Robot Devil. And by "metaphorically," I mean "get your coat."

I don't tell you how to tell me what to do, so don't tell me how to do what you tell me to do!

Bender: You know, it's funny.

Fry : What?

Bender: Your wiener.

[Fry and Leela walk into the room - Bender is on the couch, "pregnant" with brewing beer]
Bender: I'm really starting to swell up with beer. I must look ridiculous.
Fry: Nah, you have a... more

Bender: "Hey Fry: I'm steering with my ass!"
Fry: "That's the best thing I ever saw."

Game's over, losers! I have all the money! Compare your lives to mine and then kill yourselves!

Hehe! Court's kinda' fun when it's not my ass on the line! Nachos?