Fry: So you’re saying these aren’t the decaying ruins of New York in the year 4000?
Professor Hubert Farnsworth: You wish. You’re in Los Angeles.
Fry: But there was this gang of ten-year-olds with guns.
Leela: Exactly. You’re in L.A.
Fry: But everyone is driving around in cars shooting at each other.
Bender: That’s L.A. for you.
Fry: But the air is green and there’s no sign of civilization whatsoever.
Bender: He just won’t stop with the social commentary.
Fry: And the people are all phonies. No one reads. Everything has cilantro on it…