Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

His record's been blanked.
Mom called off the attack,
Darth Stroyer?
You call that an ink defense?
That's what I just said, you mortal coil.
Okay, just file it alphabetically...
(Clattering)
(Clears throat) Oh.
A defective robot, you say?
Someone said fire.
(Computer chirps)
I don't know anything about?
the all-critical filing in my absence.
I mean, you're exactly like that, but you're okay.
But I'm not designed to bend that low.
Well i get my feelings hurt and throw a world class hissy fit!
Tell my mother...
(Gasps)
at that cool explosion.
(Touch-tones sounding)
(Chortling)
How do you living beings cope with mortality?
Bender, I'm afraid our search is at an end.
That was fun.
At this point in the actual War, the death toll was 98 million.
You make it look so easy.
I can't believe it! I'm gonna die!
This is mine,
(Both yell)
Once I log in, I can access Inspector Five's profile.