Burns: [over the intercom] Welcome, come in. Ah, fresh victims for
my ever-growing army of the undead --
Smithers: Sir, you have to let go of that button.
Burns: Well, son of a bitch --
-- Vampires and technology don't mix,
"Treehouse of Horror IV"
my ever-growing army of the undead --
Smithers: Sir, you have to let go of that button.
Burns: Well, son of a bitch --
-- Vampires and technology don't mix,
"Treehouse of Horror IV"
Related:
- Burns: Well, if it isn't my good friends, the, er -
Smithers: Simpson family, master. Burns: Simpson... - Burns: What do you think, Smithers?
Smithers: I think women and sea-men don't mix.
Burns: We *know* what you think! -- "Treehouse... - Burns: Yes, by cutting off cable TV and the beer supply,
I can ensure an honest winter's work out... - Burns: A non-profit organization with oil...I won't allow it!
[camera pulls back to show Burns with his feet up on... - Burns: {I don't remember writing a check for bowling.}
Smithers:
{Uh, Sir, that's a check for your _boweling_.} Burns... - Smithers: You hear that, sir?
Burns: No, I didn't.
Who is it? Frankenstein? The Booooger Man? -- Me... - Smithers: [over intercom] Principal Skinner, this is your secretary.
There is one last student here to see you. Skinner... - Smithers: [on mike] Testing, testing for Mr. Burns.
[to Burns] Here you go, sir, I've warmed up the crowd... - Burns: [gasps at his sight] Good Lord, Smithers, you look atrocious.
I thought I told you to take a vacation. Homer...
