Nixon: Do you like to party? To boogie down? Well I'm throwing an all night beach raver for my robot pals. It all goes down Saturday on the isolated Galapogas Islands where there will be no escape - from the fun! All robots must attend!
Zoidberg: Strange. Why would Nixon, an awkward, uncomfortabble man suddenly throw a party? One of the most social events imaginable. It's a trap is why! They're going to deactivate all the robots!... I don't hear any gasping.
Leela: We all figured that out.
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