Homer Simpson: Marge, in every marriage you get one chance to say, "I need you to do this with me." And there's only one answer when somebody says that.
Marge Simpson: OK Homie, I'm with ya.
Homer: Thank you my sweetheart.
Bart Simpson: Mom?
Marge: Yes honey?
Bart: You just bought another load of crap from the world's fattest fertiliser salesman!
Barry B. Benson: Ya like jazz?
Artie: Did you say you were looking for Arthur?
Puss in Boots: That information is on a need to know basis.
Donkey: It's top secret. Hushity-hush.
Wilbur: It's been a long, hard day, full of emotional turmoil and dinosaur fights.
Ivan "Fire Urchin": Stepped on me, stepped on me? Are you kidding? This guy was dancing on me! I mean just look at this, broken, broken, gone, gone, broken, broken, broken.
Michelangelo: Dudes, did anyone get the license plate number of that thing that hit us last night? Man, my head.
Donatello: Okay, that was just weird, first the Foot, then that hideous monster,.
Michelangelo: Yeah, it looked like your mom, dude.
Donatello: Yeah, that would make her your mom too, dufus.
Michelangelo: Whatever.
Professor Farnsworth: Time travel is impossible!
Fry: But Professor, you time traveled yourself. Remember? When we went back to Roswell?
Professor Farnsworth: That proves nothing! And furthermore, you'd think I could remember a thing like that! Plus, who are you anyway?
Frylock: Oh what, you've never seen a bra before?
Master Shake: Not with the boob meat inside of it.
Marjane's grandmother: The first marriage is practice for the second.
[The Superman clone takes Toyman high into the air.]
Toyman: I have rights. I have nothing to say to you.
Superman Clone: [stops in midair] How about goodbye? [Lets go of Toyman and watches him fall to his death].
King: I trust you son, it's the talking mice I'm worried about!