The Grand Midwife

A robot obstetrics fixture in Futurama's universe, she presides over robot deliveries with brisk professional cheer, cataloguing the newborn's future in a single breathless prophecy before it's even finished. She treats birth as data entry, rattling off a whole life story between one contraction and the next.

The joke is structural: she compresses an entire character's fate into one rapid-fire monologue, and Tress MacNeille delivers it with the flat, chipper efficiency of someone reading a shipping manifest. It's a tiny bit, but the deadpan absurdity of narrating a robot's whole life as it's being assembled never stops being funny.