Bender: I don't get it, iZac; that bracelet had a diamond the size of a racoon's brain. Why couldn't I steal it?
iZac: It's obvious, Mr. B. You're in love.
Bender: Oh, it's true. But we're star-crossed robots. She, a countess, built with a silver spoon in her mouth. And me, just a regular honest Joe.
iZac: Hey, you gonna pay for those?
Bender: Hell, no!