New New York (Futurama)

Zoidberg: Who cares ab out the damn sun!! *bites Marvin.*

Marvin: That hurt almost as much as the diodes all down my left side.

Zoidberg: Ooh, diodes! Good source of fiber and calcium.

Marvin: And pain. And suffering. And Agony. And morbid depression.

Bender: Hey, a robot like you could use a beer! How about I take you out to the bar. Come on! Be a party robot for once!

Marvin: Oh, what's the use?

Bender: Come on! They'll be lots of fembots for you to bang with!

Marin: Oh why not. A bar is just as miserable as a delivery company.

Bender: *angry* If you don't stop acting depressed, I oughta take you to the junkyard!!

Marvin: I lived in a junkyard. For millions of years. That was a particularly depressing time of my life. Much like the rest of it.

Bender: You've been there, but didn't get crushed?

Marvin: It would be too merciful.

Zoidberg: Even when you're rejected from the government?

Marvin: *very slowly turns to Zoidberg* Congratulations. You are now the dumbest thing I have ever had the displeasure of talking to. And I've talked to a coffee machine,

Zoidberg: Oooh it's true!! IT'S TRUE!! AAAAUUUGHH!! *Runs to the doctor room, crying.*

*Bender drags Marvin out of Planet Express.*

Bender: One more thing.. Don't even think about dating robot prostitutes because they're actually gay men.

Marvin: Oh, I'm so depressed.

Bender: *gives Marvin one beer and other beer to himself* Drink it, it drains your sorrows. *drinks the beer and makes a flaming burps.*

Marvin: *drinks the beer*

Bender: How does it feel, buddy?

Marvin: I'm feeling very depressed.

Bender: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!

*a meteorite strikes Marvin and sends him flying out of the topic. The comet is full of gold*

*Globox and Kotonoha came.*

Kotonoha: ..Well, I guess I can give you some suggestions.

Globox: Oh! Thanks! You're the second best friend I ever had!

Kotonoha: Second?

Globox: Yeah! My primary best friend is Rayman!

Kotonoha: I guess that doesn't count as a love triangle. Love counts. Anyway, why don't you be a delivery boy?

Globox: A...what?

*Kotonoha points at Planet Express.*

Globox: Oh! I love intergalactic space travel!

Kotonoha: But it's mostly about delivering. You're good at delivering stuff, right?

Globox: Leave it to Globox!

*Kotonoha pushes Globox in Planet Express.*

Zoidberg: Hurray! My first costumer!! *snaps his claws.*

Professor Farnsworth walks up to Globox and Kotonoha.
Farnsworth: Oh, joy! A frog thing and a little girl! I can tell I'm going to eat good toni...er...I mean...what can I help you with?

Globox: ...................*whispers to Kotonoha* What's my line again?

Kotonoha: *headslaps*

Globox: OH! I'm looking for a job! I want to be part of your crew!