Otto: Whoa. I can't believe I got booted off the team for Mr.
Businessman. Pfft! I bet I'll get respect once I get that
Harvard diploma. [turns to prize machine]
[Burns struggles with a ball; he pushes it into the gutter]
Burns: Look at that! All the way to the end with only one push.
Moe: Aw, that's the third game in a row he cost us, Homer!
[the Stereo Types team huddles, the turns around]
Luigi: Mama mia!
Willy: Hoot, man!
Cletus: Yeehaw!
McAllister: Arr, me mateys: arr.
Apu: Whoa. They _begged_ me to join their team -- begged me!
-- Dame Fortune frowns, "Team Homer"