Bob: Ahh, Westminster Abbey. Edward the Confessor himself could
not have done better. Now to set the clocks to Greenwich
Mean Time.
[laughing erupts from the nearby room, disrupting Sideshow
Bob and causing the model to crumble]
[gasps] My dear abbey!
[Bob runs to the next room where other prisoners are
watching Krusty on TV and laughing uproariously]
Krusty: [on TV] This is the way we mop the floor, mop the floor --
Bob: Oh, must you bray night and day at that infernal
television?
Prisoner #1: Oh, look who's talking.
Prisoner #2: Yeah, Bob...You used to be on this show.
Bob: Don't remind me. My foolish capering destroyed more young
minds then syphilis and pinball combined. Ooh, how I
loathe that box. As omnidirectional sludge pump droning
and burping...
Prisoner #3: [looking like Rupert Murdoch] Look here, that's enough now!
I own 60% of that network --
[Attempts to strangle Sideshow Bob.]
Wiggum: All right, break it up, boys. It's time for work detail.
[the prisoners file out for work]
Prisoner #3: [to Bob] I suppose you don't like tabloid newspapers
either!
-- The corner of the trash market,
"Sideshow Bob's Last Gleaming"
not have done better. Now to set the clocks to Greenwich
Mean Time.
[laughing erupts from the nearby room, disrupting Sideshow
Bob and causing the model to crumble]
[gasps] My dear abbey!
[Bob runs to the next room where other prisoners are
watching Krusty on TV and laughing uproariously]
Krusty: [on TV] This is the way we mop the floor, mop the floor --
Bob: Oh, must you bray night and day at that infernal
television?
Prisoner #1: Oh, look who's talking.
Prisoner #2: Yeah, Bob...You used to be on this show.
Bob: Don't remind me. My foolish capering destroyed more young
minds then syphilis and pinball combined. Ooh, how I
loathe that box. As omnidirectional sludge pump droning
and burping...
Prisoner #3: [looking like Rupert Murdoch] Look here, that's enough now!
I own 60% of that network --
[Attempts to strangle Sideshow Bob.]
Wiggum: All right, break it up, boys. It's time for work detail.
[the prisoners file out for work]
Prisoner #3: [to Bob] I suppose you don't like tabloid newspapers
either!
-- The corner of the trash market,
"Sideshow Bob's Last Gleaming"
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uh, eats people and takes their faces... - Bart: Attention, fellow children! Krusty didn't rob that store!
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[everyone gasps and screams]
Bob:
[on TV] Hello, Springfield. Sorry to divert your attention... - Bob: There. That's the last condom wrapper.
[a jet flies by,
blowing all the neatly piled trash away] Oh... - Bob: Only _I_ could have executed such a masterpiece of electoral
fraud.
And I have the records to prove it! Here, just look... - Soldier: Ooh, sorry. We don't normally drive these in the Air Force.
Wiggum: [cuffing Bob] Got ya, ha ha, you...TV-hating... - Bob: [high-pitched] All Springfield trembles before the might of
Sideshow Bob!
Blasted helium! Shoo...shoo...shoo. [normal... - Bart: I...should have known you were too smart to fall for that.
Bob: Really? What type of smart? Book smart? Because... - Bob: Well, at least I'll have my revenge!
Bart: Bob,
no! Lisa: Don't you see? That would be taking the...
