Category : TV Show (18)

No! I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. Now, when you do this without getting punched in the chest, you'll have more fun. No, I did not kill Kitty. However, I am going to oblige and answer the nice officer's questions because I am an honest man with no secrets to hide.

Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? Soothe us with sweet lies. Of all the friends I've had… you're the first. Is that a cooking show? Oh yeah, good luck with that.

Now what? Noooooo! Oh sure! Blame the wizards! And I'm his friend Jesus. Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn't make sense.

Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. No, I'll fix it. I'm good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I'm the Doctor. Don't call me the Rotmeister. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don't always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! You've swallowed a planet! You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time!

But I bought a yearbook ad from you, doesn't that mean anything anymore? No! I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. No… but I'd like to be asked! But I bought a yearbook ad from you, doesn't that mean anything anymore?

I'm a monster. Oh, you're gonna be in a coma, all right. Across from where? Across from where?

Makes me a … scientist. Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be. I'm generally confused most of the time. I'm partial to air conditioning.

Keep your mind limber. Hello, Dexter Morgan. I'm partial to air conditioning. I'm a sociopath; there's not much he can do for me.

Fat Tony is a cancer on this fair city! He is the cancer and I am the…uh…what cures cancer? Bart, with $10,000 we'd be millionaires! We could buy all kinds of useful things like…love!

I've had it with this school, Skinner. Low test scores, class after class of ugly, ugly children… 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!

Bad news. Andy Griffith turned us down. He didn't like his trailer. No… but I'd like to be asked! That's why you always leave a note! I hear the jury's still out on science.

I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens! Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'! They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens!

Our differences are only skin deep, but our sames go down to the bone. I prefer a vehicle that doesn't hurt Mother Earth. It's a go-cart, powered by my own sense of self-satisfaction. Your guilty consciences may make you vote Democratic, but secretly you all yearn for a Republican president to lower taxes, brutalize criminals, and rule you like a king!

And now, in the spirit of the season: start shopping. And for every dollar of Krusty merchandise you buy, I will be nice to a sick kid. For legal purposes, sick kids may include hookers with a cold. I don't like being outdoors, Smithers. For one thing, there's too many fat children.

Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! Fry! Stay back! He's too powerful!

I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself.

I hate yogurt. It's just stuff with bits in. It's art! A statement on modern society, 'Oh Ain't Modern Society Awful?'! You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? You hit me with a cricket bat.