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Edna: Well, Seymour, I guess we could start talking.
Skinner: What's the point? There's no more money, unless you've got some magic new source of revenue....
Skinner: This is a great way to make extra money, renting out our cloakrooms to our overcrowded prison system.
Snake: Yo, I used to sit right over there. [the other prisoner snatc...
Smithers: Uck. My mouth tastes like an ashtray.
Kent: Dozens of people are gunned down each day in Springfield, but until now none of them was important.
I'm Kent Brockman. [scene shows Burns being loaded into an ambulance] ...
Lisa: Everyone in Springfield had a reason to shoot Mr.
Burns, even us. [everyone groans in agreement] Bart, he broke your dog's legs....
Marge: [hopeful] The police already have a suspec
it's Mr. Smithers. [everyone talks animatedly about how plausible that is] Abe...
Smithers: Oh...could I have shot Mr. Burns in a drunken rage?
No, no, not me. I know in my heart I -- [reaches into trenchcoat inside pocket] [gasps] A gun!...
Moe: Hey, Homer: us hotheads here is going to go tear down Burns' sun- blocking machine.
You want to come with? Homer: Sure. I've had it up to here with these damn rickets!...
Krusty: {Um, er...what town did we just crush?} Skinne
{Shelbyville.} Everyone: {Yay!} -- The infernal machination of hell's grim tyrant is laid to rest, "Who Shot Mr....
Smithers: Mmm...this guilt is driving me _mad_! I've _got_ to tell someone.
[walks into a church; goes to the confession booth] Father, I'm not a Catholic, but....

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