Blackheart: Mr. Simpson, I think you'll find this amount more than fair.
Lisa: Dad, I think he's an ivory dealer! His boots are ivory, his
hat is ivory, and I'm pretty sure that check is ivory.
Homer: Lisa, a guy who's got lots of ivory is _less_ likely to hurt
Stampy than a guy whose ivory supplies are low.
SLH: [growling] We...love...you.
Lisa: Mr. Blackheart?
Blackheart: Yes, my pretty?
Lisa: Are you an ivory dealer?
Blackheart: [laughs] Well, little girl, I've had lots of jobs in my day:
whale-hunter, seal-clubber, president of the Fox network,
and, like most people, yeah, I've dealt a little ivory.
Bart: Dad, you can't do this. Stampy is my friend.
Homer: Don't worry, son. I'll get you a new elephant.
Blackheart: I'll take that one too.
Homer: Done.
-- Let's make a deal, "Bart Gets an Elephant"
