Fry: Destiny has cheated me,
By forcing me to decide upon,
The woman that I idolise,
Or the hands of an automaton,
Without these hands I can’t complete,
The opera that was captivating her,
But if I keep them,
And she marries him,
Then he probably won’t want me dating her.
Farnsworth: I can’t believe the devil is so unforgiving.
Zoidberg: I can’t believe everybody’s just ad-libbing!

I Want My Hands Back