Why not indeed! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Oh, but you can. But 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. Okay, I like a challenge.

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You don’t know how to do any of those. [introducing himself] I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan! Yeah, I do that with my stupidness. Hey! I’m a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels. Can I use the gun?

Yeah, lots of people did. I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.

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Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it. Please do not offer my god a peanut. I like my beer cold, my TV loud and my homosexuals flaming. Oh, loneliness and cheeseburgers are a dangerous mix. I didn’t get rich by signing checks.

Human contact: the final frontier. Hi. I’m Troy McClure. You may remember me from such self-help tapes as “Smoke Yourself Thin” and “Get Some Confidence, Stupid!” Fame was like a drug. But what was even more like a drug were the drugs. Don’t kid yourself, Jimmy. If a cow ever got the chance, he’d eat you and everyone you care about! You don’t win friends with salad. I’ll be back. You can’t keep the Democrats out of the White House forever, and when they get in, I’m back on the streets, with all my criminal buddies.

Partially, but it also obeys your commands. I want to come with you to Alderaan. There’s nothing for me here now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and be a Jedi, like my father before me. You mean it controls your actions? Obi-Wan is here. The Force is with him. Your eyes can deceive you. Don’t trust them.

Escape is not his plan. I must face him, alone.

You don’t believe in the Force, do you? Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing through him. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time! The Force is strong with this one. I have you now. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link to finding their secret base.

Dantooine. They’re on Dantooine. You’re all clear, kid. Let’s blow this thing and go home! Kid, I’ve flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I’ve seen a lot of strange stuff, but I’ve never seen anything to make me believe there’s one all-powerful Force controlling everything. There’s no mystical energy field that controls my destiny. It’s all a lot of simple tricks and nonsense. Leave that to me. Send a distress signal, and inform the Senate that all on board were killed.

It’s another Header. I just love them.

All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that’s what you’re best at, ain’t it? What?! 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 plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands. A tremor in the Force. The last time I felt it was in the presence of my old master.

The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers. Oh God, my uncle. How am I ever gonna explain this? You are a part of the Rebel Alliance and a traitor! Take her away! I’m surprised you had the courage to take the responsibility yourself. Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I am a member of the Imperial Senate on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan–

Escape is not his plan. I must face him, alone. He is here. Don’t underestimate the Force. What!? I find your lack of faith disturbing.

But with the blast shield down, I can’t even see! How am I supposed to fight? I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. What good is a reward if you ain’t around to use it? Besides, attacking that battle station ain’t my idea of courage. It’s more like…suicide.

You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me! Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony? I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo. Son, as your lawyer, I declare y’all are in a 12-piece bucket o’ trouble. But I done struck you a deal: Five hours of community service cleanin’ up that ol’ mess you caused. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually! Yes! In your face, Gandhi!

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Then throw her in the laundry room, which will hereafter be referred to as “the brig”. One hundred dollars. You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit! Tell her she looks thin. Calculon is gonna kill us and it’s all everybody else’s fault!

Hey, what kinda party is this? There’s no booze and only one hooker. Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! A sexy mistake. You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me!

This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! What’s with you kids? Every other day it’s food, food, food. [pause] Alright, I’ll get you some stupid food. What kind of a father would I be if I said no? Look, last night was a mistake.

But I know you in the future. I cleaned your poop. It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels. Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.

Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man. Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

But with the blast shield down, I can’t even see!

Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd. Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything. Oh yeah, good luck with that. Oh right. I forgot about the battle. [whimpers]

Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. Tell them I hate them. What’s with you kids? Every other day it’s food, food, food. [pause] Alright, I’ll get you some stupid food. I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. You mean while I’m sleeping in it? Hello Morbo, how’s the family?

Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man. Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

I’m in no condition to drive. Wait a minute. I don’t have to listen to myself. I’m drunk

You’re going back for the Countess, aren’t you? Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Oh, but you can. But 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. Eeeee! Now say “nuclear wessels”! Uh, is the puppy mechanical in any way?

I’m Santa Claus! Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it? OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid. Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets!

Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? Is today’s hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? Say what? [hands Bender a wad of dollar bills] Large bet on myself in round one.

Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. But existing is basically all I do! Why did you bring us here? [turns the TV back on] Bender, I didn’t know you liked cooking. That’s so cute. Really?! I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him.

Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don’t wanna be right. You are the last hope of the universe.

You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me! Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony? I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo. Son, as your lawyer, I declare y’all are in a 12-piece bucket o’ trouble. But I done struck you a deal: Five hours of community service cleanin’ up that ol’ mess you caused. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually!

But with the blast shield down, I can’t even see!

This year the show has been taken over by Messe Frankfurt, the world’s largest trade show organiser – a sign that despite the recession, ethical fashion is still a growth market. “It’s become more professional, it looks a lot more like a trade show now,” said Gilles Richard of childrenswear brand La Queue du Chat, who have been exhibiting here for four years.

Several brands from Britain have also made the trip. Sarah Ratty of Ciel, who was showcasing a stunning new digital print, colour-fixed with algae, said she had been lured here for the first time by the involvement of Messe Frankfurt. “It’s really nice to be able to have a platform abroad to showcase great British design with a green twist,” she said.

Other highlights included an ingenious dress by Danish company Diffus, embedded with tiny lights that visibly react to the CO2 levels in the environment around it. Celebrating the UN’s Year of Biodiversity, there is also a particular focus on sustainable fabrics, including loose-knit scarfs and jumpers made from nettle, pineapple and super-soft banana fibres.

Ethical fashion is increasingly moving into the limelight – Mintel estimates that despite the recession the market has more than quadrupled in the last five years, to around £175 million in the UK alone. Last week saw the first sustainable fashion show at London fashion week, as well as a vibrant and busy Estethica showcase. But the organisers of this show are determined to make Paris the capital of ethical fashion – as well as couture and pret-a-porter.

Your best is an idiot! Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Hey, what kinda party is this? There’s no booze and only one hooker. You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? No, just a regular mistake. Fatal. Take me to your leader! I’m Santa Claus! Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. But I know you in the future. I cleaned your poop.

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I’ve got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I’m going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now ‘I” have to pay ”them’! Bite my shiny metal ass. Well, thanks to the Internet, I’m now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence? We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home. She also liked to shut up! Is that a cooking show?

You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don’t pay you or let you go. For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. I suppose I could part with ‘one’ and still be feared…

Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. And I’m his friend Jesus. You lived before you met me?! I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo.

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Now what? Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence. Tell her she looks thin. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me!

Who said that? SURE you can die! [pulls out big gun] You want to die?! I’ll get my kit! You are the last hope of the universe. Leela’s gonna kill me. Professor, make a woman out of me.

The alien mothership is in orbit here. If we can hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate. Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me. We don’t have a brig. Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. You’re going to do his laundry? You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal!

Mrs. Krabappel and Principal Skinner were in the closet making babies and I saw one of the babies and then the baby looked at me. I can’t go to juvie. They use guys like me as currency. Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It’s what separates us from the animals…except the weasel. A lifetime of working with nuclear power has left me with a healthy green glow…and left me as impotent as a Nevada boxing commissioner. Fat Tony is a cancer on this fair city! He is the cancer and I am the…uh…what cures cancer?

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We started out like Romeo and Juliet, but it ended up in tragedy. No children have ever meddled with the Republican Party and lived to tell about it. Last night’s “Itchy and Scratchy Show” was, without a doubt, the worst episode *ever.* Rest assured, I was on the Internet within minutes, registering my disgust throughout the world. Shoplifting is a victimless crime. Like punching someone in the dark.

I don’t like being outdoors, Smithers. For one thing, there’s too many fat children. They only come out in the night. Or in this case, the day. Hi. I’m Troy McClure. You may remember me from such self-help tapes as “Smoke Yourself Thin” and “Get Some Confidence, Stupid!” Marge, just about everything’s a sin. [holds up a Bible] Y’ever sat down and read this thing? Technically we’re not supposed to go to the bathroom.

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I’m allergic to bee stings. They cause me to, uh, die. “Thank the Lord”? That sounded like a prayer. A prayer in a public school. God has no place within these walls, just like facts don’t have a place within an organized religion. You don’t win friends with salad.

I was saying “Boo-urns.” Our differences are only skin deep, but our sames go down to the bone. A woman is a lot like a refrigerator. Six feet tall, 300 pounds…it makes ice.

Beer. Now there’s a temporary solution. Kids, kids. I’m not going to die. That only happens to bad people. Save me, Jeebus. I prefer a vehicle that doesn’t hurt Mother Earth. It’s a go-cart, powered by my own sense of self-satisfaction. Son, a woman is like a beer. They smell good, they look good, you’d step over your own mother just to get one! But you can’t stop at one. You wanna drink another woman! Oh, I’m in no condition to drive. Wait a minute. I don’t have to listen to myself. I’m drunk.

You don’t believe in the Force, do you? I’m trying not to, kid. The Force is strong with this one. I have you now. What?! Escape is not his plan. I must face him, alone.

Don’t underestimate the Force. A tremor in the Force. The last time I felt it was in the presence of my old master. You mean it controls your actions? Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing through him.

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What!? Kid, I’ve flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I’ve seen a lot of strange stuff, but I’ve never seen anything to make me believe there’s one all-powerful Force controlling everything. There’s no mystical energy field that controls my destiny. It’s all a lot of simple tricks and nonsense. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link to finding their secret base. Don’t act so surprised, Your Highness. You weren’t on any mercy mission this time. Several transmissions were beamed to this ship by Rebel spies. I want to know what happened to the plans they sent you.

The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers. All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that’s what you’re best at, ain’t it? 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.

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But with the blast shield down, I can’t even see! How am I supposed to fight? You’re all clear, kid. Let’s blow this thing and go home! Look, I can take you as far as Anchorhead. You can get a transport there to Mos Eisley or wherever you’re going.

I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time! The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands. 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. Red Five standing by.

Obi-Wan is here. The Force is with him. He is here. I care. So, what do you think of her, Han? Leave that to me. Send a distress signal, and inform the Senate that all on board were killed. As you wish. Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is.

I suggest you try it again, Luke. This time, let go your conscious self and act on instinct. Partially, but it also obeys your commands. Hey, Luke! May the Force be with you. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I am a member of the Imperial Senate on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan– Oh God, my uncle. How am I ever gonna explain this?

Look, I ain’t in this for your revolution, and I’m not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I’m in it for the money. What good is a reward if you ain’t around to use it? Besides, attacking that battle station ain’t my idea of courage. It’s more like…suicide. Your eyes can deceive you. Don’t trust them. Still, she’s got a lot of spirit. I don’t know, what do you think? You think a princess and a guy like me- You don’t believe in the Force, do you? I’m trying not to, kid.

Why not indeed! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Oh, but you can. But 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. Okay, I like a challenge.

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You don’t know how to do any of those. [introducing himself] I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan! Yeah, I do that with my stupidness. Hey! I’m a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels. Can I use the gun?

Yeah, lots of people did. I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.

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Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it. Please do not offer my god a peanut. I like my beer cold, my TV loud and my homosexuals flaming. Oh, loneliness and cheeseburgers are a dangerous mix. I didn’t get rich by signing checks.

Human contact: the final frontier. Hi. I’m Troy McClure. You may remember me from such self-help tapes as “Smoke Yourself Thin” and “Get Some Confidence, Stupid!” Fame was like a drug. But what was even more like a drug were the drugs. Don’t kid yourself, Jimmy. If a cow ever got the chance, he’d eat you and everyone you care about! You don’t win friends with salad. I’ll be back. You can’t keep the Democrats out of the White House forever, and when they get in, I’m back on the streets, with all my criminal buddies.