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• Smithers: [chuckles] Perfect. When I give the signal, you transfer the call to Mr.
  Burns. After she tears into him I'll rush in and save the day....
• Mrs. Burns: [on phone] Whot? Smithers: Hello, Mrs.
  Burns? This is Waylon Smithers. I have your son Montgomery on the line....
• Homer: Ah, afternoon Mr. Burns! Burns: Hello there.
  .. uh... uh... Homer: [whispers to Smithers] Simpson, Homer....
• Smithers: Mrs. Homer Simpson. Burns: Who? Smithe
  She won first prize in the Springfield Art Fair, and she's the wife of an employee, she'll be easily intimidated....
• Smithers: What are you going to do with the million dollars, sir?
  Burns: Oh, I dunno. Throw it on the pile, I suppose....
• Homer: I'm really sorry I hit you Mr. Burns. Here, let me put some salt on that eye.
  Burns: [frightened] No, please, I can't bear another trashing....
• Burns: The one who shot me was...[camera pans to Smithers] Aah!
  Aah! Waylon Smithers! Smithers: [pained] Noo! Wait a minute...
• Kent: On the line with us now is plant owner C. Montgomery Burns.
  Mr. Burns? Burns: Oh, hello, Kent. [as loud rhythmic buzzing continues in the background] Right now, skilled nuclear energy technicians are calmly correcting a minor, piffling malfunction....
• Marge: Mom's almost ready for her date. She sure seems taken by this new beau.
  I feel so bad for Grampa. Homer: Dad says this new guy's a repulsive, obnoxious old billionaire....