For soon, the quivering mass of life within me...
will depend upon us both.
Even now, I can sense it feeding, squirming,
searching, questing, and shortly, it will rend my loins in twain,
burst forth, and pull us down, down, down... - Duh, Leela, you look hot.
- Geez, Moose!
just dump me right in front of her, why don't you?
Moose, Mandy-- This is my friend, Fry, from the surface.
Oh, so this is the famous Fry. What is he, like,
the biggest loser on the surface, so he has to hang out in the sewer?
They're on to me! So, Fry, Leela, how'd you two get together?
Funny story. I asked Leela out a million times,
but she just kept rejecting me.
I'd make up stuff like, "I have sweaty boot rash,"
or "I have to meet the president."
Oh, man, you never heard such excuses.
But, like a dope, I believed her.