Burns: [menacing] I want that oil well. I've got a monopoly to
maintain! I own the electric company, and the water works --
plus the hotel on Baltic Avenue!
Skinner: That hotel's a dump and your monopoly's pathetic. This
school's oil well is not for sale, particularly to a
blackhearted scoundrel like yourself.
Burns: I see. Then I'll just have to...attack you!
[he flails like a sissy at the unflinching Skinner]
I must have that oil. [pants] Smithers...Smithers, help me
subdue [pant] this beast.
Smithers: [walking in] Sorry sir, this was all I could find.
["fires" a stapler at Skinner]
Take that, and that!
[staples land uselessly on a briefcase]
Skinner: Please don't waste those.
-- New fiduciary concerns,
"Who Shot Mr. Burns? Part One"
