Island Destination is one of the goals in Futurama: Worlds of Tomorrow. It is one of the main goals of the Island of Lost Bots event, Act 1.
- Kif and Amy visit the island getaway.
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I'm sorry, Amy, but traveling to a tropical island planet is not my idea of a good time.
Come on, Kif, you really can't find ANYTHING to enjoy about a tropical paradise?
The locals creep me out! They're all walking around practically naked!
Big talk coming from a guy in a barely-legal DOOP uniform.
Well, I admit that wasn't as bad as I thought. The natives were demure and respectful. And they sure can mix a Hidori sour.
Yeah, I noticed you had like five of them while I was collecting tropical decorations.
I'm sorry, but it's rare that I find a beverage that matches my complexion.
If that's what you're after, how about I just vomit all over you and then you help me with these crates of Panama hats?
- Zoidberg and Hermes visit the island getaway
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Hurray, I'm going on a space mission with my top friend Hermes!
I'm not your friend, you primitive scuttlefish!
Another clever friend insult! How do you stay so jolly all the time? It must be because you're fat.
You hurt my feelings! I'm going to tell the Professor on you.
You've been stinking up the ship ever since we left the tropical island planet.
Sorry, I got a little dirty hunting for tropical decorations.
You got a little dirty because you started your hunt in the trash bins!
I thought we should get the tourist traps out of the way first.
- URL and Smitty visit the island getaway.
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I get that the force has to help control the rampaging snail population. But why send us on a space mission? Can't we just control them the way we control the human population, with rayguns?
Chief says we blew our gamma-ray budget for the year on that New Years' parade float stakeout.
It was an honest mistake. That Rose Queen sure looked like a hooker.
Well, at least most of the parade-goers stayed for the funeral. And the flower bouquets were top-quality.
Good work, Smitty. Controlling the snail population isn't glamorous work, but it's what we signed up for.
Couldn't we have just poured salt on all the snails?
Smitty, man, that's just sick. You're sick.
I'm sorry, man, but I think I gotta apply for a new partner.