Burns: [clears throat] I'm pleased to dedicate this remote work
terminal; it will allow our safety inspector here to perform
his duties from home. And so excelsior to you, Mr...[to
Smithers] What's the name of this gastropod?
Smithers: Simpson, Sir. One of your chair moisteners from Sector 7G.
Burns: Yes...Simpson!
[Everyone claps.]
Homer: [teary] Thank you for your pity.
Lisa: Mom, were you ever planning to step in and put a stop to this?
Marge: Normally your father's crackpot schemes fizzle out as soon as
he finds something good on TV. But this season...[shudders]
-- The wonder of self-reference, "King-Size Homer"
terminal; it will allow our safety inspector here to perform
his duties from home. And so excelsior to you, Mr...[to
Smithers] What's the name of this gastropod?
Smithers: Simpson, Sir. One of your chair moisteners from Sector 7G.
Burns: Yes...Simpson!
[Everyone claps.]
Homer: [teary] Thank you for your pity.
Lisa: Mom, were you ever planning to step in and put a stop to this?
Marge: Normally your father's crackpot schemes fizzle out as soon as
he finds something good on TV. But this season...[shudders]
-- The wonder of self-reference, "King-Size Homer"
Related:
- Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Homer: [snores]
Bart: Look alive, Simpson, I'm not paying you to goldbrick.
Homer: [wakes up] Uh... Yes sir. Bart: Now get cracking... - Um, he's Homer Simpson, sir. One of your drones in sector 7-G.
Smithers to Mr. Burns, "Homer vs. Lisa and the... - Voice: Warning... Problem in Sector 7-G.
Burns: 7-G?
Good God, who's the safety inspector there? Smithers... - Burns: By the way, what was the lad's name?
Smithers:
Uh, Bart Simpson, sir. Burns: Who? Smithers: He's... - Burns: {I don't remember writing a check for bowling.}
Smithers:
{Uh, Sir, that's a check for your _boweling_.} Burns... - Lisa: They don't like being broken up.
Marge: We've got to be realistic,
kids. Who's going to have a big enough heart... - Smithers: [feeding him] Here comes the endangered condor into the power
lines.
I've got Bobo hot from the dryer. Careful not to burn... - Homer: I'm really sorry I hit you Mr. Burns. Here, let me put some salt
on that eye.
Burns: [frightened] No, please, I can't bear another...
From the same category:
- Homer: They're ruining my whole life. Marge, please,
this is where I need you the most: I'm counting... - Homer: What are you doing! That putter is to you what a baseball bat is
to a baseball player!
What a violin is... to the... the guy that.... - I should be able to run over as many kids as I want!
In court, Mr. Burns justifies his actions, "Bart... - Damnation, Smithers. This idea of yours to immortalize me in a portrait
was as half-baked as your idea about me having children!
Burns chews out Smithers, "Brush with... - Lisa: [on phone] Oh no, that's awful, Mr. Puente. What?
Oh, he owns the nuclear power plant. Yeah,...
