"eh wha? Oh you can keep that hunk of junk. I only made you find it to get you out of my metephoricall hair!" 

"GOOD NEWS EVERYONE! We were supposed to make a delivery to the planet Tweenis 12 but it's been completely destroyed"

"These old Doomsday devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easy not knowing where they are"

"With my last breath, I CURSE ZOIDBERG!" 

"GOOD NEWS EVERYONE! Today you'll be delivering a crate of subpoenas to Sicily 8, the mob planet"

"I'm sorry Fry but astronomers renamed Uranus in 2620 to end that stupid joke once and for all!" 

"Did he at least die painlessly? To shreds you say. How is his wife holding up? To shreds you say. Very well"

"I don't want to live on this planet anymore"