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The Simpsons
- Burns: Oh, it's you. The bedpan's under my pillow.
Smithers: [hesitantly] Who's Bobo, sir?
Burns: Bobo...
- Burns: That man who's getting all those laughs, Smithers.
who is he?
Smithers: Homer Simpson, sir, one of the...
- Marge: What are you doing?
Homer: I'm writing a delicious send-up of Mr.
Burns for his birthday
party. Is "poopoo" one...
- Marge: I don't think it's a good idea to humiliate your boss on his
birthday.
Lisa: Actually, Mom, a tweaking of Mr. Burns' foibles...
- Homer: "Now I'm not saying Mr. Burns is incontinent" -
Bart: Incontinent. [laughs] Too rich!
Lisa: Does...
- Marge: Come on, everybody, it's time to go.
Homer:
OK, stupid.
Marge: Homer, you've got to stop insulting...
- Guard: {Hey!}
{[President Bush grunts]}
{No one-termers.
[tosses him out]}
Carter: {You too, huh? Hey, I know...
- Smithers: Here are several fine young men who I'm sure are gonna go far.
Ladies and gentlemen, the Ramones!
Burns: Ah, these...
- Burns: [toward the Ramones] Have the Rolling Stones killed.
Smithers: Sir, those aren't --
Burns: Do as I say...
- Smithers: Sir, I've arranged for the people of Australia to join hands
tonight and spell out your name with candles.
There's a
satellite hookup on that monitor...
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