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2ACV19: The Cryonic Woman
- Relax, the ship's not going anywhere, I anchored it with the unbreakable diamond teather.
- What did I do?
- We don't need to beg, Bender, for God's sake we're not veterans.
- Fortunately, I still have our old career chips. [Fry: "Our what?"] Career chips. You remember, they assign you the job you're best at. [Fry remains silently confused.] I tried to give you one and you ran away. [Fry's still silent.] It's how we met. [Fry: "And then what happened?" Leela sighs.] Just give me your hand. [She chips him and he cries out.] Baby! [She chips herself, crying out too.]
- I'd like to reapply for my old job, counselling defrostees and assigning them careers.
- Monday Monkey lives for the weekend, sir.
- Delivery boy! I must have mixed up the chips. It's a simple mi...."
- Pizza delivery for... IC Wiener.
- Fry, just pay me, I still owe thirty bucks on this uniform.
- Please professor, give us our jobs back, we deserve another chance.
- Forget about Fry, you could hire us back and he'd never have to know. [Fry: "Hey, guys."] Ohh uh, hey Fry.
- Probably because he didn't fit in back in your time.
- Fry, thank God we found you.
- But, when they noticed that you weren't him, they chucked you in a ditch.
- Exactly, you're in LA.
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