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Burns: [smashes some pictures] [tries to overturn a table, but can't] Smithers, turn over this table for me.
Smithers: Yes, sir. [does so] -- A friend in need, "Two Cars in Every Garag...
Burns: This anonymous clan of slack-jawed troglodytes has cost me the election, and yet if I were to have them killed, I would be the one to go to jail.
That's democracy for you. Smithe...
Homer: Oh. My dreams will go unfulfilled? Oh, no!
I don't like the sound of that one bit. That means I have nothing to hope for....
Bart: Yeah?| |Oh yeah?| |Yeah?| |Oh &l
yeah>?| Lisa: |Yeah!| |Yeah!| |Yeah!...
Mmmmm.... marshmallows...
-- Homer admires Marge's gelatinous dessert, "There's No Disgrace Like Home...
Homer: Are you sure that's enough? You know how the boss loves your delicious gelatin desserts!
Marge: Oh Homer, Mr. Burns just said he liked it... [indicates with her finger] Once....
Homer: Okay, now look. My boss is going to be at this picnic, so I want you to show your father some love and/or respect.
Lisa: Tough choice. Bart: I'm picking respect. -- "There's No...
Burns: Oh please please, don't fight. Just go out back and have a good time.
Homer: Ah, afternoon Mr. Burns! Burns: Hello there.
.. uh... uh... Homer: [whispers to Smithers] Simpson, Homer....
Oh, for the love of Peter!
-- Monty Burns utters a frustrated expletive, "There's No Disgrace Like Home...

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