Ndnd: I send you out to conquer a planet and all you bring back J.J. Abrams’ face?
Lrr: I thought you’d like it. You haven’t even tried it on.
Ndnd: I might dress up in a face if you ever took me anywhere nice!
Lrr: Oh boy, here we go. I built this castle with my own two slaves. What are you gonna do, kick me out?
Lrr: I am Lrr, ruler of the planet Omicron Persei 8. May I crash on your couch?
Farnsworth: So he just showed up unannounced, raided the liquor cabinet, sprayed urine on the ceiling and passed out?
Amy: And the walls.