Bart: Is there maple syrup in this one?
Smithers: There isn't any food in any of these trees. Please, Bart,
we've got to hurry! I can't be the last one to reach the
cabin.
Bart: Hey, *I*'m not gonna get fired. Is there any gold in this
mountain?
Smithers: [sputtering] It doesn't matter!
Bart: I'll check. [draws a knife, and starts digging]
Lisa: [running] Mr. Smithers! Mr. Smithers! I found another hurt
shrew. I think this one has a twisted ankle.
Smithers: [sighs] Twisted ank... [sputters] Aren't there _any_ healthy
animals in this forest?
-- I can hear God laughing at you, "Mountain of Madness"