- Turanga Leela: You're Fry's relative. Do you have any idea how he got so crazy?
- Professor Hubert J. Farnsworth: Uh, what? Oh, yeah, they say madness runs in our family. Some even call me mad. And why? Because I dared to dream of my own race of atomic monsters, atomic supermen with octagonal shaped bodies that suck blood...
- Larry: Your motivation is, it's the year 2000 and your head is back in your body, and you want a cheese pizza.
- Pamela Anderson's Head: All right, but I'm only doing this because I want my head to be taken seriously as an actress.
- Walt: And if you need further proof that we are a thousand years in the past, here is contemporary actress Pamela Anderson.
- Pamela Anderson's Head: Hello, Fry. Remember me from "Baywatch: the Movie?"
- Fry: Huh?
- Pamela Anderson's Head: It was the first movie to be shot entirely in slow motion.
- Walt: It hasn't been made yet.
- Pamela Anderson's Head: Then he doesn't know I won the Oscar?
- Walt: Nope.
- Pamela Anderson's Head: Crap!
- Professor Hubert J. Farnsworth: I'm sorry, Fry, but anchovies went extinct in the 2200s.
- Fry: Wha?
- Professor Hubert J. Farnsworth: Oh, my, yes. Fished out of existence... just about the time your people arrived on Earth, Dr. Zoidberg.
- Dr. Zoidberg: I'm not on trial here.
- Fry: So, none of you have ever had anchovies? Oh, man! You don't know what you're missing. They were salty and oily and melted in your mouth...
- Dr. Zoidberg: Okay, okay! I admit it! My people ate them all! We kept saying one more couldn't hurt, and then they were gone! We're sorry!
- Turanga Leela: Do we really need to wear these top hats?
- Bender: I don't think you realize how rich he really is. In fact, I should put on a monocle.
- Dr. Zoidberg: That stench. That heavenly stench!
- [Eats all the anchovies]
- Dr. Zoidberg: More. More.
- Fry: There aren't any more, and there never will be.
- Dr. Zoidberg: [advances menacingly] More! More! More! *More!*
- Turanga Leela: Fry, this isn't healthy. You're living in the past.
- Fry: I'm rich! I can live whenever I want!
- Turanga Leela: But we live here, in the year 3000.
- Bender: Yeah! Now, are you gonna come to the squid fights with us or sit here wallowing in your prehistoric junk?
- Fry: Junk? Maybe you can't understand this, but I finally found what makes me happy, and it's not friends, it's things.
- Bender: I'm a thing.
- Leela: Fry you can't spend all your time in the dark listening to classical music.
- Fry: I could if you didn't turn the lights on and turn off my stereo.
- Leela: Fry this isn't healthy, you're living in the past.
- Fry: I'm rich I can live whenever I want!
- Leela: But we're your friends and we live here in the year 3000.
- Bender: Yeah, now are you going to come to the squid fights with us, or sit here wallowing in your pre-historic junk!
- Fry: Junk? Maybe you can't understand this, but i finally found what i need to be happy, and it's not friends, it's things.
- Bender: I'm a thing...
- Leela: Fry please...
- Fry: *Shuts the door on his friends*
- Leela: My pony tail is caught in the door!
- Fry: I don't need them!
- Mom: I felt terrible when I heard about your money troubles. And I thought maybe I could help out a sweet, young man by buying his anchovies.
- Fry: Sorry, but the anchovies aren't for sale.
- Mom: What? Listen, you little bastard, I control the robot oil business and I won't let you ruin me! How much do you want?
- Fry: You might as well put that checkbook away. Because I've discovered something even more important, my friends. And they aren't worth even a penny to me!
- Fry: Being poor sucks. What kind of world is this where they advertise things not everybody can afford?
- Fry: So, you're telling me they broadcast commercials into people's dreams?.. But how is that possible?
- Professor Hubert J. Farnsworth: It's very simple. The ad gets into your brain just like this liquid gets into this egg. Although in reality it's not liquid, but gamma radiation.
- Fry: That's awful. It's like brainwashing.
- Leela: Didn't you have ads in the 20th century?
- Fry: Well, sure, but not in our dreams. Only on TV and radio, and in magazines, and movies, and at ball games, and on buses, and milk cartons, and T-shirts, and bananas, and written on the sky... But not in dreams.
- [Cut to: Fry's Dream. He is in a packed college classroom. An elderly teacher is stands at the front of the room, wearing frosted half-moon glasses and grey hair]
- Teacher: Good morning, class. I trust you've all prepared for today's final exam.
- Fry: Uh, excuse me? I missed a few lectures. What subject is this?
- Teacher: Ancient Egyptian Algebra.
- [She points to the blackboard, revealing it is filled with Egyptian hieroglyphs, Fry gasps]
- Fry: What a nightmare!
- Teacher: Mister Fry, are those your briefs?
- [Fry gasps, after looking down to see he is only wearing white briefs, he stands up while the class points and laughs at him, much to his discomfort]