Marge: I must say, Mr. Burns is being awfully inconsiderate -- selfish,
even.
[Bart and Lisa walk in]
Bart: Burns needs some serious boostafazoo, right Dad?...Dad?...Homer!
[pulls paper away to reveal Abe]
[Abe and kids all scream]
Lisa: Sorry, Grampa. It's just that for a second it looked like Dad
had melted.
Abe: Well, get used to it, 'cause I'm living here now. I ain't going
back to the retirement home until they fish my bed out of that
sinkhole.
[Marge walks to the table with two bowls]
Marge: Strained carrots for Maggie, strained carrots for Grampa.
Abe: [whining] I want a bib too!
-- No perks at home, "Who Shot Mr. Burns? Part One"
