Zoid: Oy. All I wanted was for people to think of me one last time before I die.
Zoidberg: What are you talking about, Uncle? Everybody remembers Harold Zoid!
Zoid: As a pathetic has-been, they remember me. As a forgotten relic, they remember me. Bah! It's better to die now.
Zoidberg: No. This is one death Dr. Zoidberg won't be responsible for!