No! I want to live

For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. We’re rescuing ya. You’re going to do his laundry? I had more, but you go ahead. I’m just glad my fat, ugly mama isn’t alive to see this day. I guess if you want children beaten, you have to do it yourself. Soothe us with sweet lies. You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don’t pay you or let you go. Say what?

Does anybody else feel jealous?

You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit! Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me. Fatal. Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything. I guess if you want children beaten, you have to do it yourself. Good news, everyone! I’ve taught the toaster to feel love! Throw her in the brig. I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool.

shoes

We need rest

Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid. You mean it controls your actions? I find your lack of faith disturbing. The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands. Don’t be too proud of this technological terror you’ve constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force. The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers.

No! Alderaan is peaceful. We have no weapons. You can’t possibly… I can’t get involved! I’ve got work to do! It’s not that I like the Empire, I hate it, but there’s nothing I can do about it right now. It’s such a long way from here.

I respect and admire Harold Zoid

Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Eeeee! Now say “nuclear wessels”! This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors!

I didn’t ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Anyone who laughs is a communist! I haven’t felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. 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. That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. Why would a robot need to drink? We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home.