Billy West credited as playing...
Philip J. Fry • Dr. Zoidberg • Prof. Hubert J. Farnsworth
- Dr. Zoidberg: We'll need to have a look inside you with this camera.
- [Fry opens his mouth]
- Dr. Zoidberg: Guess again.
- Fry: Everyone out of my body or the brain gets it!
- The Lord Mayor of Cologne: He's bluffing. No creature would voluntarily make an idiot of itself.
- Fry: Obviously, you've never been in love.
- [Fry walks out of a bathroom carrying a "Fresh" Egg Salad Sandwich he just bought from a dispenser]
- Bender: What's that black cracker?
- Fry: A tomato.
- Leela: You're not going to eat a sandwich from a truck stop men's room, are you?
- Fry: Eh, what's the worst thing that could happen?
- [Takes a bite]
- Fry: Ehh, it's like a party in my mouth, and everyone's throwing up.
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: If we can stimulate that nerve, the bowel will convulse, expelling the entire worm society.
- Hermes Conrad: But what about the worms in the other parts of his body?
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Listen, this is going to be one hell of a bowel movement. Afterwards he'll be lucky if he has any bones left.
- [after shrinking down to microscopic size in order to enter Fry's body, Zoidberg comes in riding a sperm]
- Dr. Zoidberg: Yippy ki yay. Guess where I've been.
- Bender: Where are we? The ass?
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: We're in the heart, better known as the love muscle.
- Dr. Zoidberg: Where the food is digested.
- [Fry has been impaled by a lead pipe and is seeing Zoidberg for help]
- Dr. Zoidberg: Oh, the hypochondriac's back! So what is it this time?
- Fry: Well, my lead pipe hurts a little.
- Dr. Zoidberg: That's normal. Next patient.
- Amy Wong: Look! They're jazzercising Fry's muscles.
- Hermes Conrad: He'll be as strong and flexible as Gumby and Hercules combined.
- Dr. Zoidberg: Gumbercules? I love that guy!
- [Zoidberg scrapes cholesterol off Fry's artery]
- Dr. Zoidberg: It's good cholesterol, but it spreads like bad cholesterol.
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: [whispers] Shh, be very quiet. We're in the ear.
- Amy Wong: [whispers] Okay, Professor.
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: WHAT?
- [the gang are operating microscopic VR robots of themselves. Their mission is to enter Fry bowels and rid him of parasitic worms]
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: In each Gastro Survival Kit, you'll find a rain slicker, a disposable Fun Camera and something to protect you against bacteria, a harpoon!
- Bender: Yo, old guy. Why do we need to use those tiny microdroids? Can't you just shrink us?
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Oh, my, no. That would require extremely tiny atoms, and have you priced those lately? I'm not made of money. Leave me alone!
- Fry: Of all the parasites I've had over the years, these worms are among the... hell, they are the best.
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: If we don't get rid of the worms now, they'll burrow so deep in the bowel that not even Hermes' famous jerk prunes couldn't dislodge them.
- Hermes Conrad: I call it Caribbean drain-o.
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Brace yourselves, everyone. We're entering the interior of Fry's nose.
- Bender: We're at finger alert five, people.
- [Fry threatens the parasites in his colon]
- Fry: I hope Satan has a nice colon, 'cause that's where you're gonna be living.
- Professor Hubert Farnsworth: Anyhoo, your net suits will let you experience Fry's worm-infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them.
- Dr. Zoidberg: There's no part of that sentence I didn't like.