Larry: Hey, I'm looking for this guy. [shows an old picture of Burns]
Anyone know who he is?
Bart: Yeah, sure, we know him. That's Mr. Burns.
Lisa: He tried to kill our puppies.
Marge: He sexually harassed me.
Abe: He stole my fiancee.
Homer: He made fun of my weight.
[pause]
Larry: Okay, so there's been a little friction. Know his address?
-- "Burns, Baby Burns"
Monty: [dropping a ring into a champagne glass] Now my dear, if you
look in your champagne, I think you'll find a little surprise --
[Jackie drinks it, swallows the ring, and chokes a little]
Heh, uh, not to worry, I believe there's another one around here
somewhere -- [reaches into boiling fondue, burns himself]
[kneeling] My darling, since my kneecaps are filling with fluid
as we speak....