back in the saddle

— “Well, that's it. Let's reactivate him. Wake up!” “[Yawns] Hey, chumps and chumpettes. Did you get the bomb out? Can I go back to saying the word I love to say?” “I'm sorry, but we couldn't remove it.” “It's stuck in there with glue or something. I don't know.” “Well, this is just great. What's the point of living if I can't say ass? [Gasps] Hey! I didn't blow up! Ass! Ass! Ass! Ass! Ass! All right! I'm back in the saddle.” “We couldn't disarm the bomb, so we reset the word that triggers it.” “It's from the list of words you almost never say.” “That's using your ass. So what's the word?” “We think it's better if you don't know.” “Oh, come on. I'm not going to say it. Please? Ooh, is it "please"?” “Nope.” “Hmm. Words I never say. Oh. I know. "Thanks."” “Bender, stop trying to destroy the world.” “Wait, wait, wait, wait. Is it "sorry"? No. "Funderful"? Mmm... "Non-alcoholic"?” “Quit it.” “Bender.” “Stop it, mon.” “Enough already.” “"Compassion"? "Shrimp toast"? "Antiquing"?” [Explosion] “I'm all right.”