Farnsworth: Oh, my, yes. But not this year, because my latest invention is unbeatable. Behold! The death clock. [He places a small black box on top on the table.] Simply jam your finger in the hole and this read-out tells you exactly how long you have left to live.
Leela: Does it really work?
Farnsworth: Well it's occasionally off by a few seconds. What with free will and all.
Fry: Sounds like fun. How long do I have left to live?
[He puts his finger in the hole and the clock dings.]
Bender: Ooh! Dibs on his CD player!
Oh, and I'm a goner on Friday, March 16, 2046. That would make me nearly 74, so I can live with that.