Morbo quotes

Linda: “And so with two weeks left in the campaign, the question on everyone’s mind is, who will be the president of Earth? Jack Johnson or bitter rival John Jackson. Two terrific candidates, Morbo?”
Morbo: “All humans are vermin in the eyes of Morbo!”


Linda: “The sheer drama of this election has driven voter turnout to it’s highest level in centuries, six percent.”
Morbo: “Exit poll show evil underdog Richard Nixon trailing with estimated zero votes.”
Linda: “The time is 7:59 and the robot polls are now opening. And robot votes are now in. Nixon has won.”
Morbo: “Morbo congratulates our gargantuan cyborg president. May death come quickly to his enemies.”


Linda: “Next, ‘New New York in Crisis.’ Morbo?”
Morbo: “Thanks, human female. Puny Earthlings were shocked today to learn that a ball of garbage will destroy their pathetic city of New New York.”
Linda: “Makes me glad we live here in Los Angeles.”
Morbo: “Morbo agrees.”


Linda: “All in all, this is one day Mittens the kitten won’t soon forget.”
Morbo: “Kittens give Morbo gas. In lighter news, the city of New New York is doomed. Blame rests with known human Professor Hubert Farnsworth and his tiny, inferior brain.”


Morbo: “Morbo will now introduce tonights candidates. Puny human number one, puny human number two and Morbo’s good friend Richard Nixon.”
Nixon: “Hello Morbo. How’s the family?”
Morbo: “Belligerent and numerous.”
Nixon: “Good man, Nixon’s pro-war and pro-family.”


Morbo: “Morbo demands an answer to the following question. If you saw a delicious candy in the hands of a small child. Would you seize and consume it?”
John Jackson: “Unthinkable.”
Jack Johnson: “I wouldn’t think of it.”
Morbo: “What about you Mr. Nixon? I remind you. You are under of a truth-o-scope.”
Nixon: “Question is vague. You don’t say what kind of candy and whether anyone is watching. In anyway I certainly wouldn’t harm the child.”


Linda: “The holiday season is time of celebration for most but it is also the time to remember the tragic suffering of the less fortunate.”
Morbo: “Earthlings do not yet know the meaning of suffering.”


Linda: “Yankee’s fifths Blernsmen William Woo is out with an injured knee.”
Morbo: “So… Humans have easily injured knees… My race will find this information very useful indeed! Muhuhahahaha!


Morbo demands comments!


……and that’s why the third graders at PS139 are Morbo’s “Vermin Of The Week”.


Morbo: “Morbo can’t understand his TelePrompTer. He forgot how you say that letter that looks like a man with a hat.”
Linda: “It’s a T, it goes tah.”
Morbo: “Hello little man. I WILL DESTROY YOU!”
Fry: “Man, even the news-monster is acting strange!”


So I gave the cookies you made to Fawn and the kids, and they couldn’t believe it. They were delicious! But I digress. Tremble, puny earthlings! One day my race will destroy you all!


Morbo: Morbo wishes these stalwart nomads peace among the Dutch tulips!
Linda: I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool.
Morbo: Windmills do not work that way! [He turns to the camera.] Goodnight!


Linda: “Alien abductions. Until now, a harmless nuisance. But recently they’ve taken on a sinister dimension as unsuspecting victims are returned without noses.”
Fry: “Like me!”
Morbo: “The culprits: shameless poachers, hunting humans without a permit.”


Morbo: Welcome to “Entertainment And Earth Invasion Tonite”. Across the galaxy my people are completing the mighty space fleet that will exterminate the human race! But first, this news from Tinseltown.

Futurama quotes – Part 4

Bender: “One of you will have to fill in for me while I’m gone.”
Professor Farnsworth: “Better yet, I’ll build someone to fill in for you.
Some kind of gamma-powered mechanical monsters with
freeway on-ramps for arms and a heart as black as coal…”

The boss: “Get a load of ball bearings on this guy.”

Bender: “You know the secret of traditional robot cooking? Start with a good
high-quality oil, then eat it.”

Leela: “Where were you at 10pm last night?”
Professor Farnsworth: “Where am I now?”

Bender: “Tell the Donbot I’m quitting organized crime. From now on I’ll stick
to the regular kind.”

Bender: “Hey, guess what you’re accessories to?”

Bender: “Like most of life’s problems, this one can be solved with bending.”

Dr. Zoidberg: “Look at me! I’m Dr. Zoidberg, home-owner!”

Bender: “Argh. The laws of science be a harsh mistress.”

Professor Farnsworth: “He may have ocean madness, but that’s no excuse for
ocean rudeness.”

Fry: “You know what I like best about you, Umbrielle? You find me
fascinating, even when I’m not claiming to be a jewel thief
or a lion tamer.”

Hermes: “The poor demented honky.”

Bender: “In the event of an emergency, my ass can be used as a floatation
device.”

Fry: “Hey, you guys, the most amazing thing happened, it’s two-for-one
Tuesday at Krispy Kreme! Plus there’s mermaids.”

Hermes: “I miss my wife and my oxygen.”
Professor Farnsworth: “Yes, we all miss our loved ones and gases.”

Amy: “What about Umbrielle?”
Fry: “Well, it turned out I loved her, but I wasn’t in love with her.”
Amy: “Trouble in bed.”

Hermes: “Hail, Atlanta.”

Professor: “Good news, everyone, the university is bringing me up on
disclipinary charges. Wait, that’s not good news at all.”

Dr. Zoidberg: “Now I’m not saying Professor Farnsworth is old, but if you
consider his age he’s likely to die soon.”

Dr. Zoidberg: “A successor to the professor?”

Hermes: “Up yours, Zoidberg. Up wherever your species traditionally crams
things.”

Bender: “Is he dumb or just ugly?”

Professor: “If a dog craps anywhere in the universe, you can bet I won’t be
out of loop.”

Professor: “Oh, vanity, thy name is Professor Farnsworth.”

Cubert: “Robots are very good at keeping secrets.”
Bender: “No, we’re not, you little bed-wetter. Oops, I’m sorry.”

Leela: “There it is, the near-death star.”

Cubert: “Why do I have to be the hump?”
Fry: “‘Cause you’re too ugly to be a wart.”

Leela: “We’ve blown out one of our engines.”
Fry: “Fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it… fix it, fix it, fix
it!”

Professor: “Good news, everyone. Several years ago I tried to log onto AOL, and
it just went through. Whee! We’re online.”

Fry: “Well, thanks to the internet I’m now bored with sex. Is ther a place
on the web that panders to my lust for violence?”
Bender: “Is the space-pope reptilian?”

Computer: “Leela, you’ve got mail. It’s not spam!”

Leela: “Are you real, or am I seeing single?”
Alcazar: “Ow. Of course I’m real.”
Leela: “After all this time, somebody else with one eye who isn’t a clumsy
carpenter or a kid with a BB gun.”

Alcazar: “I hope you don’t think less of me becuase I live in a giant
castle.”

Leela: “He’s crude and gross and he treats me like a slave.”
Fry: “Then dump his one-eyed ass.”

Alcazar: “Leela, this must all be very confusing.”
Leela: “A little. That’s why I’ve decided to hurt you until you explain it.”

Leela: “If you could change form, why didn’t you change it in the one place
that counts?”

Fry: “Hey, my girlfriend had one of those. Actually, it wasn’t her’s, it was
her dad’s. Actually, she wasn’t my girlfriend, she just lived next door and
never closed her curtains.”
Leela: “Fry, remember what I told you about always ending your stories a
sentence earlier?”

Bender: “Aw, I think I got whiplash.”
Leela: “You can’t have whiplash, you don’t have a neck.”
Bender: “I meant ass whiplash.”

Dr. Zoidberg: “It funny because it’s poisonous.”
Fry: “Yeah, keep laughing, brine shrimp.”

Fry: “I’m not prejudiced.”
Bender: “Ah, save it for the cross-burning, Adolf.”

Bob Barker: “Which one of these lovely womanoids will take home atomic tiara?”

Bob Barker: “I may be against the fur industry, but that won’t stop me from
skinning you alive… as long as no one wears the skin.”
Fry: “How can I live my life if I can’t tell good from evil?”
Bender: “Ah, they’re both fine choices, whatever floats your boat.”

“Are you all right?” -Leela
“Ah, it’s nothing a a law suit won’t cure.” -Bender

“Aw, poor baby, chipped a fang.” -Leela
“Hey, I got a busted ass here! I don’t see anyone kissing it.” -Bender
“All right, I’m coming.” -Zoidberg

“Just make a simple cake. And this time, if someone’s going to jump out of
it, make sure to put them in after you cook it.”
-Leela

“And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who’s gone to a place
where I too hope one day to go: the toilet.”
-Prof. Farnsworth

“Hey, you know what’d cheer you up? You should get yourself a puppy.” -Amy
“A puppy? Nibbler loved to eat puppies….” -Leela

“I love every living creature.” -Leela
“Even me?” -Fry
“As a friend.” -Leela

“Wow, so this is a real TV station, huh.” -Fry
“Well, it’s a Fox affiliate.” -TV worker guy
“What are you showing right now?” -Fry
“‘Single Female Lawyer.’ It’s the season finale. Wanna watch?” -TV worker
guy
“I dunno. That’s a chick show. I prefer programs of the genre, World’s
Blankiest Blank.” -Fry
“She is wearing the world’s shortiest skirt.” -TV worker guy
“I’m in.” -Fry

“Oh my god, you knocked Fox off the air!” -TV worker guy
“Like anyone on earth cares.” -Fry

Futurama quotes – Part 3

Professor: Being captain is about intuition and heart. A good
captain can’t have either one. That’s why cold, logical Bender
is perfect for the job.
Bender: Well, I do think of human life as expendable.

Paul: If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey,
I don’t wanna be right.

Give a hoot-o
Don’t pollute Pluto

Leela: Bender’s flying too low! And he’s upside-down!
Protestor: He must be talking on a cell-phone.

Paul: Good way to avoid frostbite, folks, put your hands between
your buttocks. That’s nature’s pocket.

Fry: Where’s Captain Bender? Off catastrophizing some other planet?

Paul: It seems dark-matter is nature’s sex drug. It’s like a perverted
trail mix of penguin estrogen, penguine Viagra and Spanish penguin fly.

Leela: Is there some way to keep them from breeding?
Paul: Cold showers don’t work on Antarctic creatures.

Leela: I’m sorry, but if it’s fun in any way it’s not environmentalism.
Paul: Oh, really? How about blowing up dams?

Bender: I don’t know why, but when I look down at their little faces
it makes me want to puke… in a good way.

Bender: If it ain’t black and white, peck, scratch and bite.

Bender: Life is hilariously cruel.

Professor: I’ve been a Harold Zoid fan since back when my
hips were made of bone.

Zoidberg: This letter has to be very personal, so I’m
writing it in my own ink.

Final Curtain
Old Actors’ Home

Star Tours
Note: bus does not leave earth

Calculon: I’m programmed to be very busy.

Zoidberg: That’s where I’m meeting Uncle Zoid for lunch to
discuss my Hollywood dream. The next time you see me, don’t
be surprised if I’ve eaten.

Zoidberg: Uncle Zoid, you’re looking young enough to be thrown back!

Calculon: An Oscar, you say? That would get me out of this festering
rats’ nest called television once and for all.

Calculon: I just pray they like me half as much as I do.

La Brea Tar Pits
As seen on the tar channel

Calculon: I’ve seen plagues that had better opening nights than this.

Oscar Party
No losers admitted

Champion Pet Show Today
Kids: See Toucan Sam’s death mask

Awards ceremony in progress
No pooping

Leela: Ah, maybe they’re right, maybe Nibbler is dumb.
Fry: Don’t listen to them, Leela. People said I was dumb but I proved them!

Fry: What are we going to do?
Professor: Duh, I know, let’s play the lottery.
Amy: No, let’s buy internet stock.
Zoidberg: On margin! Zoidbee wants to buy on margin.
Hermes: Look at me! I’m invisible.
Fry: Wait a minute, I know what’s going on here. You’ve all become idiots.
Bender: Hey, let’s go join the Reform party!
Everyone: Yeah!

Niblonian: They travel from world to world making everyone stupid in
order to wipe out all thought in the universe.
Leela: Wipe out all thought? My God, they’re like flying televisions.

Niblonian 1: You must tell him to disable it. We will do the rest.
Leela: You can count on me!
Niblonian 1: No we can’t. Once on Earth, you will be too stupid
to remember the message.
Niblonian 2: That’s why we wrote it down.
Niblonian 3: We’ve also prepared a bag lunch and some mittens.

Professor: Those delightful birds with their chirp chirp chirp
and their tweet tweet splat.

Professor: Some say I’m robbing the cradle but I say she’s robbing the grave.

Tonight’s special, blackened leftovers

Tonight’s special, blackened blackened leftovers

Bender: I finally meet a nice girl with a pair of legs
that don’t quite unexpectedly…

Robot Nite – Designated device drivers drink free

Got protoplasm?

Bender: I ain’t your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much.
You even love anybody pretending to be him!
Angleyne: Well, maybe I love you so much I love you no matter
who you’re pretending to be.
Bender: Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that.

Professor: Perhaps it’s your outlook that need a good bend, a ninety
degree bend to a place where happiness is perpendicular to wonderment.

Zapp: There’s only one surefire way back into a woman’s heart and
parts beyond. I speak, of course, of Karaoke.

Zapp: She’s built like a steak house but she handles like a bistro.

Zapp: You win again, gravity!

Zoidberg: Muy macho. Hey, gringos, here comes El Zoido to ruin
your drinking water!

Bender: Oh… your… God.

Leela: Bender, maybe you can interface with the Femputer and
reprogram it to let them go.
Bender: Maybe you can interface with my ass… by biting it.

Zapp: The spirit is willing but the flesh is spongey and bruised.

Regular Matter, Dark Matter, Wassa Matter

Fry: It’s like a party in my mouth and everyone’s throwing up.

Janitor: Oh, marmalade!

Bender: He’s a witch!

Amy: Worms? Ew, pukatronic!

Professor: Anywho, your net suits will let you experience Fry’s
worm-infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them.
Zoidberg: There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like.

Futurama quotes – Part 2

Leela: Hey, you know what might be a hoot?
Professor: No. Why would I know that?

Fry: I want to see the edge of the universe.
Amy: Ooh, that sounds cool.
Zoidberg: It’s funny. You live in the universe by you
never do these things ’til someone comes to visit.

Fry: So, there’s an infinite number of parallel universes?
Professor: No, just the two.
Fry: Oh, well, I’m sure that’s enough.

Handcrafters: New hands in about an hour
Fry: These new hands are great. I’m gonna break them in tonight.

Fry: I’ve only got two fantasies left: to be invisible in a
chocolate factory, and to be romantically linked to a celebrity.
Bender: I could pound your head ’til you think that’s what happened.
Fry: Okay.

nappster.com: Download any celebrity from A.A. Milne to Z.Z. Top

If food is not reasonably clean, return uneaten portion for partial refund

Brooklyn Aquarium, special exhibit: boids of da wattah

Professor: Oh, dear. She’s stuck in an infinite loop and he’s an idiot.
Well, that’s love for you.

Bender: Stay away from our women. You got metal fever, baby, metal fever!

Professor: I knew I should have shown him “Electro-Gonnorhea, the Noisy Killer.”

Lucy Liu: That was incredible, Bender. You’re like Jackie Chan
before he got all doughy.

Zapp: Now that’s a wave of destruction that’s easy on the eyes.

Leela: And nappster says illegal copies never hurt anybody.

Fry: Lucy Liu-bot, if I don’t survive the corn, I want you to know that I
love you as much as a man can love a computerized image of a gorgeous
celebrity, which it turns out is a lot.

Leela: Your face can take a lot of punishment. That’s good to know.
Fry: There’s a lot about my face you don’t know.

Professor: While you were gone the Trotters held a news conference
to announce that I was a jive sucker.

Marv Albert: He’s really showing us what a man with a cannon
in his chest can do.

Leela: I don’t know what you did, Fry, but once again you screwed
up. Now all the planets are gonna start crackin’ wise about our mommas.
Hermes: I’m just glad my fat ugly momma isn’t alive to see this day.

Bubblegum: Good lord, that sucker’s shakin’ around like
some fine imported booty.

Leela: Zoidberg!
Zoidberg: Sorry, you must have been boring.

Leela: I love his boyish charm, but I hate his childishness.

Fry: Drugs are for losers, and hypnosis is for losers with big weird eyebrows.

Fry: How did I get Leela to love me? I’ve got to figure it out.
Hermes: Maybe you’re just a fantastic lover, Fry.
Amy: No.

Professor: Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball’s in Farnsworth’s
court. I suppose I could part with one and still be feared.

Bubblegum: Bender, you can talk trash, you can handle the ball,
but look in your heart and ask yourself: are you funky
enough to be a Globe Trotter? Are you?
Bender: Yes.
Bubblegum: Are you?
Bender: I mean, with time, my funk level could…
Bubblegum: Are you?!
Bender: No.
Bubblegum: Deal with it.

Futurama is brought to you by Thompson’s Teeth, the
only teeth strong enough to eat other teeth.

Zoidberg: So many memories, so many strange fluids gushing out
of patients’ bodies….

Fry: Hey, I don’t see you planning for your old age.
Bender: I got plans. I’m gonna turn my on/off switch to off.

Roberto: Geez, I’ve seen lines move faster in a sperm bank.

Famous Original Ray’s Superior Court

Fry: I refuse to testify on the grounds that my organs will be
chopped up into a patty.
Judge Whitey: Ah, the sixty-seventh ammendment.

Fry: Ow, my head! Ow, my feet! Ow, my head! Ow, my feet!
Professor: Keep your chin up.
Fry: Ow, my chin!

HAL Institute for Criminally Insane Robots

Fry: You gotta help me, Bender. How can I prove I’m human?
Bender: You could drop dead. That’d show ’em.
Fry: I don’t wanna.

Fry: I’m not a robot like you. I don’t like having disks crammed
into me… unless they’re Oreos, and then only in the mouth.

Amy: Bender, you should be more ashamed of yourself than usual.

Fry: I must be a robot. Why else would human women refuse to date me?
Leela: Oh, lots of reasons.

Leela: Okay, this has gotta stop. I’m going to remind Fry of his
humanity the way only a woman can.
Professor: You’re going to do his laundry?

Amy: Aw, he looks like a little insane drunken angel.

Professor: Ouch! That’s going to bleed when my heart beats.

Fry: Mmm, the gristle in a blanket isn’t half bad.
Bender: And try one of these popsicle sticks. They’ve
absorbed quite a bit of flavor.

Leela: I guess you never really outgrow being an eyeball… oddball.

Adelai: A package is just a box until it’s delivered.

Fry: Hey, why are those kids following you? Do you have candy stuck to your ass?

One of Bender’s kids: Our dad is a giant toy!

One of Bender’s kids: Can we have Bender burgers again?
Bender: No, the cat shelter’s onto me.

Leela: Oh, Adelai, I’ve had a wonderful time today. No one’s stared
at me, or avoided staring at me, or tried to burn me. You make me
feel so not weird.

Fry: What’s so wonderful about Leela being normal? The rest of us
aren’t normal. And that’s what makes us great. Like Dr. Zoidberg. He’s
a weird monster who smells like he eats garbage and does.
Zoidberg: Damn right.
Fry: And the professor’s a senile amoral crackpot.
Professor: Oyeeaii. (waves)
Fry: Hermes is a Rastafarian accountant.
Hermes: Tally me banana.
Fry: Amy is a klutz from Mars.
Amy: Whoops. (drops her glass)
Professor: And Fry, you’ve got that brain thing.
Fry: I already did!

Futurama quotes – Part 1

Fry: “Maybe he has a parasite.”
Hermes: “Maybe he is a parasite.”

Bender to Zoidberg: “You’re looking less nuts, crabby.”

Leela: “It’s amazing that your people can fall in love so fast.”
Zoidberg: “Love? That word is unknown here. I’m simply looking for a female
swollen with eggs to accept my genetic material.”
Fry: “You and me both, brother.”

Fry: “Make up some feelings and tell her you have them. Yes?”
Zoidberg: “Is the desire to mate a feeling?”

Edna: “Excuse me, I’ve got to powder my mouth flaps.”

Edna: “Teach me to love you, squishy poet from beyond the stars.”
Fry: “I’m flattered, really. If I was gonna do it with a big freaky mud bug,
you’d be way up the list.”

Bender: Fry, of all the friends I’ve had, you’re the first.

Bender: I believe that qualifies as ill. At least from a technical
standpoint.

(talking to the Beastie Boys)
Fry: Wow. I love you guys. Back in the 20th century, I had all five of
your albums.
Ad-Rock: That was a thousand years ago. Now we got seven.
Fry: Cool. Can I borrow the new ones. And a couple of blank tapes?

Bender: Hey! What kind of party is this? There’s no booze and only one
hooker.

Leela: Bender, why are you spending so much time in the bathroom? Are
you jacking on in there?

Professor Nerdstrom: Sit. I said sit! Bad fish!

Bender: OK, but I don’t want anyone thinking we’re robosexuals.

Bender: Oh no! Not the magnet!

Fry: What’s with the eye?

Farnsworth: Oh my God!!
Fry: What is it?
Farnsworth: It’s..It’s…It’s my new pager!

Leela: Now strip naked and get on the probulator.

Bender: Bite my shiny, metal ass!

Bender: Well I don’t have anything else planned for today, let’s get drunk!

Leela: Hold Still, I don’t have good depth perception!

Farnsworth: Oh no! I should do something….but i am already in my pajamas.

Bender: He’s gay.
Leela: How do you know?
Bender: I have this thing called gaydar.

Bender: Yeah, well I’m gonna build my own lunar space lander!
With blackjack aaaaannd Hookers! Actually, forget the space
lander, and the blackjack. Ahhhh forget the whole thing!

Bender: A woman like that you gotta romance first!

Cops: I’m going to get 24th Century on his ass!

Human female: “Next, New New York in crisis. Morbo?”
Morbo: “Thanks, human female. Puny Earthlings were shocked today
to learn that a ball of garbage will destroy their pathetic
city of New New York.”
Human female: “Makes me glad that we live here in Los Angeles.”
Morbo: “Morbo agrees.”

Human female: “All in all. This is one day that mitten the kitten will not
soon forget.”
Morbo: “Kittens give Morbo gas. In later news the city of New New
York is doomed. Blame rests with known human professor Hubert
Farnsworth and his tiny inferior brain.”

Human female: “And so with two weeks left in the campaign, the question
on everyone’s mind is, who will be the president of Earth?
Jack Johnson or bitter rival John Jackson.
Two terrific candidates, Morbo?”
Morbo: “All humans are vermin in the eyes of Morbo.”
Human female: “In other local news, disaster struck on Saturn’s moon of Titan
today, where titanium mine collapsed, trapping one thousand
robot workers. Unless something is done quickly the trapped
robots will be dead within 300 years. Sir, what rescue
operations are planned?”
Mine spokesman: “The plan is basically to pave over the area and get on with
our lives.”
Morbo: “The news of mine’s closing sent titanium prices sky
rocketing.”

Morbo: “Morbo will now introduce tonights candidates. Puny human
number one, puny human number two and Morbo’s good friend
Richard Nixon.”
Nixon: “Hello Morbo. How’s the family?”
Morbo: “Belligerent and numerous.”
Nixon: “Good man, Nixon’s pro-war and pro-family.”

Morbo: “Morbo demands an answer to the following question. If you saw
a delicious candy in the hands of a small child. Would you
seize and consume it?”
John Jackson: “Unthinkable.”
Jack Johnson: “I wouldn’t think of it.”
Morbo: “What about you Mr. Nixon? I remind you. You are under of a
truth-o-scope.”
Nixon: “Question is vague. You don’t say what kind of candy and
whether anyone is watching. In anyway I certainly wouldn’t
harm the child.”

Human female: “The sheer drama of this election has driven voter turnout to
it’s highest level in centuries, six percent.”
Morbo: “Exit poll show evil underdog Richard Nixon trailing with
estimated zero votes.”
Human female: “The time is 7:59 and the robot polls are now opening. And
robot votes are now in. Nixon has won.”
Morbo: “Morbo congratulates our gargantuan cyborg president. May death
come quickly to his enemies.”

Human female: “The holiday season is time of celebration for most but it is
also the time to remember the tragic suffering of the less
fortunate.”
Morbo: “Earthlings do not yet know the meaning of suffering.”
Human female: “Earlier today I visited the shelter for down-and-out robots.
Homeless robots too poor to afford even the basic alcohol they
need fuel their circuits. Is there anything sadder?
Only drowning puppies and there have to be a lot of them.”