Burns: Good Lord, Smithers! You Look Atrocious. I Thought I Told You To Take A Vacation.
Burns: Good Lord, Smithers! You look atrocious. I thought I told you to
take a vacation.
Homer: Uh, Smithers already left, sir. I'm his replacement, Homer
Homer the Smithers
Burns: [gasps at his sight] Good Lord, Smithers, you look atrocious.
I thought I told you to take a vacation. Home...
Burns: Now, I insist that you take a vacation, just as soon as a temporary substitute can be found.
[leads Smithers to the door and closes it] [from behind the door] Sheesh....
Smithers: Oh my God! I knew I shouldn't have left..
. Burns: Ah, welcome back Smithers. Say, do you know Homer Simpson, he pitched in around the office while you were away....
Smithers: Er, um, there's some candy right here, Sir.
[points to a box] Why don't we eat this instead of stealing?...
Burns: The telephone has been ringing for some time.
[severely] Answer it. Homer: [answers] Yello....
Homer: It's Mr. Smithers, he's calling for you. Smithe
[on a beach] How's everything going there, sir? Well, I have a lot of....
Doughnuts? I told you I don't like ethnic food! -- Mr.
Burns, commenting on Homer's breakfast, "Homer the Smithe...
Burns: Who was that young hellcat, Smithers? Smithe
Homer Simpson, sir. Burns: Simpson, eh? I'll remember that name....
Burns: Smithers, who is this saucy fellow? Smithe
Homer Simpson, sir. Sector sieben-Grueber, I mean, sector 7-G....