Difference between revisions of "Mrs. Fry"
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<poem>'''[[Guenter]]''': ''[Crying:]'' I try so hard to fit in, but seeing my parents act like that made me realise I'm just a primitive beast. ''[He sobs.]'' | <poem>'''[[Guenter]]''': ''[Crying:.]'' I try so hard to fit in, but seeing my parents act like that made me realise I'm just a primitive beast. ''[He sobs.]'' | ||
'''[[Philip J. Fry|Fry]]''': Hey, hey, cheer up. Not everyone turns out like their parents. I mean, look at me. My folks were honest, hard-working people.</poem> | '''[[Philip J. Fry|Fry]]''': Hey, hey, cheer up. Not everyone turns out like their parents. I mean, look at me. My folks were honest, hard-working people.</poem> | ||
<poem>'''Fry''': Hey, tell me something: You've got all this money, how come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? | <poem>'''Fry''': Hey, tell me something: You've got all this money, how come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? | ||
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'''Mrs. Fry''': You pick, I picked dinner last night. | '''Mrs. Fry''': You pick, I picked dinner last night. | ||
'''Yancy Fry Sr.''': Well, I was thinking of Philip after {{w|Henry F. Phillips|those screwdrivers}}. | '''Yancy Fry Sr.''': Well, I was thinking of Philip after {{w|Henry F. Phillips|those screwdrivers}}. | ||
'''Mrs. Fry''': That's a fantastic idea. More {{w|morphine}}, please. </poem> | '''Mrs. Fry''': That's a fantastic idea. More {{w|morphine}}, please.</poem> | ||
<poem>'''Mrs. Fry''': I'll never forget the day Philip disappeared. {{w|University of Wisconsin–Madison|Wisconsin}} won the {{w|Rose Bowl}} 17-9.</poem> | <poem>'''Mrs. Fry''': I'll never forget the day Philip disappeared. {{w|University of Wisconsin–Madison|Wisconsin}} won the {{w|Rose Bowl}} 17-9.</poem> | ||
<poem>'''Mrs. Fry''': ''[To [[Yancy Fry Jr.]].]'' Your brother may be missing, but his crap sure isn't.</poem> | <poem>'''Mrs. Fry''': ''[To [[Yancy Fry Jr.]].]'' Your brother may be missing, but his crap sure isn't.</poem> |
Revision as of 12:04, 29 June 2011
Secondary character Deceased character | |
Mrs. Fry | |
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Gender | Female |
Species | Human |
Planet of origin | Earth |
Relatives | See Family section. |
First appearance | "The Luck of the Fryrish" (3ACV04) |
Voiced by | Tress MacNeille |
Mrs. Fry (née Gleisner) is the mother of Philip J. Fry who lived in a completely trashed house somewhere in Flatbush, Brooklyn. She loves sports more than her children, such as when she was giving birth to Philip, she cared more about a baseball game and was too busy playing golf when Yancy Fry Jr. was trying to steal his clover. She was also too excited about a football game to wonder where Philip had disappeared to. Mrs. Fry and Yancy Fry Sr. didn't care about their son and thought sending him to school was a waste of tax money and didn’t bother much looking for him when he was frozen in December of 1999.
Character Description
Family
- Philip J. Fry, son and father-in-law.
- Yancy Fry Sr., husband.
- Yancy Fry Jr., first born son.
- Philip J. Fry, II, grandson.
- Enos Fry, father-in-law (though, he died in a nuclear test, and Philip fathered his own father).
- Mildred Fry, mother-in-law.
- Professor Farnsworth, distant grandson.
- Cubert Farnsworth, the Professor's clone.
- Mr. and Mrs. Gleisner, parents.
Additional Info
Quotes
Guenter: [Crying:.] I try so hard to fit in, but seeing my parents act like that made me realise I'm just a primitive beast. [He sobs.]
Fry: Hey, hey, cheer up. Not everyone turns out like their parents. I mean, look at me. My folks were honest, hard-working people.
Fry: Hey, tell me something: You've got all this money, how come you always dress like you're doing your laundry?
Amy: I guess 'cause my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. [She scoffs.] As though!
Fry: I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the Pope?
Yancy Fry Sr.: So what should we name him?
Mrs. Fry: You pick, I picked dinner last night.
Yancy Fry Sr.: Well, I was thinking of Philip after those screwdrivers.
Mrs. Fry: That's a fantastic idea. More morphine, please.
Mrs. Fry: [To Yancy Fry Jr..] Your brother may be missing, but his crap sure isn't.
Professor Farnsworth: Fry, I admire what you did today, and I'm deeply sorry for insulting your intellect. Your tiny, tiny intellect. Oops, there I go again, you dope. I mean, dummy.
Fry: It's okay. I may not be clever, but I have a good heart. That's what my mom used to say.
Professor Farnsworth: She was a wise woman.
Fry: Also, that I'm not much to look at.
Professor Farnsworth: A wise woman, indeed.